Chapter 303 Nanhai Green Shirt, Mad Sword Scholar

Chapter 303 Nanhai Green Shirt, Mad Sword Scholar

Tang Jianyuan's Eight Realm Consummation strength is really astonishing. Once the fist is opened, it can affect the range several feet away.

Chu Tang and Tang Yue were both enveloped in his mental suppression range, making it difficult for them to move smoothly.

They broke out separately, but they found it difficult to move, their heads were aching all the time, and it was difficult to concentrate.

"Chu Tang! Tang Jianyuan!" Zhou Ziyu couldn't help shouting when he saw Chu Tang in danger.

However, under the suppression of the fist, Chu Tang's five senses were unclear, his hearing was cut off, and he could not hear the sounds outside.

Tang Jianyuan glanced at Zhou Ziyu during the break and sneered disdainfully.

Seeing this, Zhou Ziyu had no other choice. He gritted his teeth and slowly took out a black ball from his arms. After watching the battle on the ship with difficulty, his eyes flickered and he raised his hand, trying to throw the ball out. .

"Damn it!" Tang Jianyuan, who had been observing him carefully, was shocked when he saw the thing in Zhou Ziyu's hand, "Thunderbolt, fire and thunder!"

It is the unique fire thunder of Pili Sect, which contains gunpowder. After causing an explosion, it can blow up the bones of ordinary people, and even the powerful ones will be shaken to the point of instability.

Even with the eight-level Gang Qi protecting his body, Tang Jianyuan was not willing to be blown up into a mess. He immediately became angry and took a few steps in the direction of Zhou Ziyu. He raised his hand and used his fist to cover Zhou Ziyu's body. .

"Ah!" As soon as the punch arrived, Zhou Ziyu screamed, feeling his brain stinging, his whole body weak, and even breathing became difficult. He lay softly on the ground, and his raised hands drooped.

"Looking for death!" Tang Jianyuan snorted coldly and applied more force, completely stunning Zhou Ziyu, a low-level warrior.

Without Zhou Ziyu's threat, Tang Jianyuan turned his attention to Chu Tang and Tang Yue again.

The two men were scurrying around within the scope of his fist like headless flies.

In order to avoid being plotted, when they broke out from all directions, they kept moving their hands and attacking all around.

Tang Yue's soft sword was as soft as a willow, and it danced so tightly that it could not be penetrated by water. It protected his whole body, making it difficult for Tang Jianyuan to get close to him for a while.

Warriors in the upper three realms do not use Shi in all situations. This is because after using Shi, not only their internal energy is consumed quickly, but also because they have to use their minds to suppress others, their own actions are also restricted——

While trying to control the surrounding environment with my mind, I lost my usual speed when I moved.

Of course, the power of spirit plus action is much more powerful than just the state of Gangqi. As long as you attack at the right time, you will be unfavorable.

In fact, the injured Tang Yue was just a grasshopper in Tang Jianyuan's eyes. He could knock him down at any time and was no longer a big threat.

However, Chu Tang was too much of a thief. After falling into the fist position, he was still in a transparent state like jade, with no inner breath, but he put away the magic weapon in his hands, his palms were like dragons, and kept hitting one after another. wind.

It was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that just restrained the Dragon Fist!

One palm after another, the palm wind is like a dragon, roaring loudly, the sound is deafening, the palm force is superimposed one after another, like a huge wave in the sea, setting off a huge momentum.

The palm force struck out from all directions and penetrated more than a foot away, wrapping himself in the shocking palm wind, as if he had built a thick protective wall.

Tang Jianyuan felt that his Huanlong fist was slightly affected. The fist was as tight as a hoop, but it was really loosened by those palms. It was unable to restrain Chu Tang for a while, giving him room to move.

What's even more annoying for Chu Tang is that he is still walking with ethereal steps like the fairy Lingbo, going east, west, south...

Just when you think he is going to take the next step to the north, he suddenly changes back to the east or west. His figure is elusive and difficult to capture.

Although he was still within the range of his fist, Tang Jianyuan was really dazzled by him for a moment and was unable to join in the effort.

This made Tang Jianyuan extremely angry. The two miscellaneous fish were jumping around like this within the range of his fists. This was simply a slap in the face of Mr. Tang San!

Hey, a master who has perfected the Eighth Realm. It takes so much effort to defeat two juniors in the Sixth Realm. Doesn't that mean that he, a master of the Eighth Realm, is in vain?

Tang Jianyuan felt that he was still not ruthless enough - he wanted to capture Chu Tang alive, so he was restrained and only used 70-80% of his 100% success rate, which led to the current stalemate.

Thinking of this, Tang Jianyuan gritted his teeth and his heart became fierce: "No matter what, just die! Take it down and then talk about it!"

As soon as his thoughts changed, he immediately took two steps forward, mobilizing all his internal energy and pouring it all into his fists.

Buzz!

Not only did the fist force not surge, but it suddenly shrank a lot, immediately restricting Chu Tang and Tang Yue's movements tighter and more solid.

The two men paused, and the body-protecting Qi was suppressed and suddenly collapsed into their bodies, like the waves crashing, causing damage to their bodies.

"puff!"

"Wow!"

Both of them vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the martial arts in their hands stopped, feeling very sluggish.

Whoosh!

Tang Jianyuan's figure got closer to the two of them.

"Not good!" Feng Jianqi, who was not far away, saw the surrounding situation and became impatient. He waved his long knife wildly, trying to break through and rescue.

"Feng Jianqi, you, the Ni Bodhisattva, can't save yourself when crossing the river. You still want to save others?" Qin Guang swung his long sword, and the three-star sword techniques were used one by one. The burst of starlight surrounded Feng Jianqi, forcing the opponent to Difficult to break through.

There were also Tang Lin and Tang Yanxie assisting in the siege. No matter how eager Feng Jianqi was, he could not escape.

His eyes were red. Seeing that Chu Tang and Tang Yue were about to suffer, he suddenly let out a long roar, as if he was crazy.

The whistle was harsh and sharp, like the chirping of a crane. It vibrated out in waves and spread far and wide.

Miraculously, there was also a responding whistling sound in the distance.

When Feng Jian heard this, his face became happy, his spirit was lifted, his confidence increased, and the movements in his hands became more powerful.

"He's asking for help!" Tang Lin said urgently.

Tang Yanxie also had a solemn expression on his face. He listened for a while and said, "Someone is here, and he is a master!"

"Kill him!" Qin Guang shouted loudly, calling on his siblings to step up the siege of Feng Jianqi.

In just a few breaths, the roar of help came from far away and became closer. The first time I heard it, it was still far away, but the next time I heard it, it seemed to be nearby.

And the sound is getting louder and sharper, and many low-level people feel their ears ringing and buzzing, and their heads are feeling dizzy.

Suddenly, the whistling sound became shorter and shorter, but became more rapid, and it was obvious that it was nearby.

Even Tang Jianyuan, who was about to succeed, was shocked by the whistle. To be precise, he was much more sensitive to the whistle than anyone else.

Because he could clearly sense that the owner of the roar was coming for him!

Although the power was not very strong due to the long distance, he was able to sensitively capture the spiritual power contained in the whistle.

The roar shook his fist to the point of shaking!

"The person coming is a master of the upper three realms!" Such a thought came to Tang Jianyuan's mind, and his movements stopped, allowing Chu Tang and Tang Yue to take a breather.

"That's not right!" Tang Jianyuan's expression suddenly changed, "The seventh level doesn't have such ability, the person coming is...a master from the eighth level or above!"

Thinking of this, Tang Jianyuan no longer dared to waste the power of his fists on the two seriously injured people. He immediately retracted his hand, dodged, floated to the side, and greeted his children: "Lin'er, thank you, Lao Qin, Stop it all and come to me!"

The three of them were very puzzled and unwilling. They were about to force Feng Jianqi into a corner, but they also knew that Tang Jianyuan would not take the target lightly, so they did not dare to neglect, and immediately floated behind him.

"Father, what's wrong?" Tang Yanxie asked.

Tang Jianyuan stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, turned his head and looked around, his sharp eyes scanning around.

Suddenly, his pupils narrowed slightly and his gaze was fixed on the southwest side...

At some point, two figures appeared on the small boats surrounding their three large boats!

They just appeared there suddenly, one at the bow and one at the stern.

They are both men, one is older, about forty years old; the other is younger, about thirty years old.

The elder one was wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back.

The young man was dressed in white and held a sword behind him.

The two of them have outstanding temperament and majestic appearance, and they contain awe-inspiring momentum without saying a word.

Tang Jianyuan's heart sank and he looked at the people on the boat suspiciously.

Zhou Ziyu is still unconscious.

Chu Tang and Tang Yue looked like they couldn't support themselves, half bent over, panting, covered in blood.

Feng Jianqi felt better, and rushed to the two of them, asking if it was okay, while keeping a vigilant guard against Tang Jianyuan.

As for the other men on both sides, they were still fighting non-stop.

Slowly, Tang Jianyuan's eyes returned to the two figures on the outer boat, their expressions solemn and silent.

Feng Jianqi followed his gaze and noticed the person coming, and suddenly cursed: "His mother-in-law! Zeng, where did you die? Did you have to wait for Feng to die before you came over to help collect the body? "

"Hahaha!" The man in green shirt laughed several times, and his figure swayed. Everyone's eyes were dazzled. The next moment, he appeared on the big ship and landed next to Feng Jianqi.

The other young man in white did not move, still standing on the boat in the distance, watching quietly.

But the actions of the man in green still shocked many people.

"What a fast movement!" Tang Jianyuan's heart became heavier and heavier. He could hardly see how the other party got to the ship. The movement was so fast that it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye!

Here comes another Qing Kung master!

Tang Lin, Tang Yanxie, and Qin Guang looked at each other, looked at Chu Tang, then looked at the person coming, and thought: "These two people are both extremely outstanding in Qinggong, but I don't know if it is related..."

Feng Jianqi was still extremely annoyed and shouted at the visitor: "Zeng, you said you came to repay me a favor, but you came late. Is this how you repay me?"

The man in green shirt didn't take it seriously and laughed: "Isn't Zeng here? As the saying goes, it is better to come early than to come by chance! This is just the right time!"

He pointed around, as if no one had suffered much loss.

Feng Jianqi snorted coldly, but ignored him, pulling Chu Tang and Tang Yue aside to let them adjust their breathing.

The man in green shirt looked around at the crowd and sighed: "Ten miles of lake, a few boats of autumn colors, great scenery, but you don't want to appreciate it. You are fighting and killing here. What a waste of natural resources!"

As he spoke, he stroked his chest with a distressed expression, as if everyone had committed a heinous act.

Tang Jianyuan looked at the other person for a while and found that he didn't know him. He couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Do you have to come into this troubled water?"

The man in green shirt laughed loudly: "Who am I? In the desolate world, I slept with a book all day long. I settled my business with one sword and became famous for fifteen years."

"Crazy name..." After hearing this, Tang Jianyuan thought about it for a moment, his face suddenly changed, and his voice became shrill, "Your Excellency, you are Nanhai Qingshan, mad sword scholar?"

The man in green shirt touched the short beard on his chin, laughed wildly and said: "I didn't expect that I have never set foot in Liangzhou's belly, but there are people who have heard of my crazy reputation. Yes, I am none other than Zeng Qi. !”

Tang Jianyuan's face became increasingly ugly.

"Father, what's wrong?" Tang Lin noticed something was wrong in Tang Jianyuan's expression and asked softly.

Tang Jianyuan whispered: "He is a master of the Eighth Realm!"

"Ah?" Tang Lin and Tang Yanxie were shocked. An eighth-level master like their father came unexpectedly. Then their situation...

Qin Guang thought for a while and vaguely recalled something. His face tightened and he said, "Third Master, is he the mad sword scholar back then?"

Tang Jianyuan nodded and said, "No surprise, it's him."

Qin Guang fell silent, but his eyes sparkled and he looked eager to try.

Tang Jianyuan saw this and sighed: "Old Qin, I'm afraid your sword is not as good as his!"

Qin Guang suddenly felt sad and lowered his head slightly.

Chu Tang couldn't help but be curious when he saw that the man in green shirt shocked Tang Jianyuan and others as soon as he announced his name, causing their arrogance to drop a lot.

"Zeng Qi? Nanhai Qingyi, mad sword scholar?" Chu Tang thought about it for a while, but he didn't have any impression, and it became even more strange.

It stands to reason that during his time in Qingcheng, he had inquired about many world affairs and the people and customs of Liangzhou. Not only was he familiar with the slightly famous masters in the martial arts world, but he had also heard their names.

But I really have no impression of this mad sword scholar at all.

"Isn't he a master from Liangzhou?" Chu Tang guessed, but he also thought that the other party was obviously here to help Feng Jianqi. The latter couldn't go to other states to invite masters, right?

Thinking about the time and trajectory of the activities of Queen Liang's descendants, it seemed that there was no time to transfer experts from other states... Chu Tang became more and more confused.

At this time, Tang Jianyuan took two steps forward, raised his hands to Zeng Qi and said, "Brother Zeng is not enjoying the blessings in the South China Sea, but he comes to the mountains and wilderness of Mengjun to associate with the imperial court's eagles and dogs. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at and punished by people in the martial arts?"

Zeng Qi sighed after hearing this: "If possible, of course Zeng would not want to come to this muddy water. However, he owed Commander Feng a huge favor back then. Now that he wants Zeng to repay the favor, Zeng has to come here. Once upon a time!"

Tang Jianyuan looked displeased and said: "As a royal eagle dog, Zeng Yiwei has always killed countless martial arts people. Why does Brother Zeng have to talk to them about morality?"

Zeng Qi shook his head and said: "In life, there are things to do and things not to do; as the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water. This is Zeng's life creed, and he has always practiced it with devotion, and dare not or forget!"

Tang Jianyuan's face turned cold: "So, Brother Zeng insists on going against Tang? Although you have the name of Mad Sword, and you were also praised as the best swordsman in the south after Luo Changying, but I'm afraid you are not Tang yet. Someone’s opponent!”

Zeng Qi disagreed: "How can you tell that I am not your opponent? Do you only care about realm? If you only judge high and low by realm, the world will be peaceful. Everyone does not need to take action. Just meditate and practice at home all day long. Anyway, it only depends on cultivation. Well, it’s not about the means and combat power!”

Tang Jianyuan narrowed his eyes: "Brother Zeng is very confident."

Zeng Qi laughed and said: "Young Sword Scholar, if you are not confident and arrogant, wouldn't you be called this nickname in vain?"

"Really?" Tang Jianyuan said coldly, "What about your sword? Why did Tang X hear that your Excellency sank the sword into the South China Sea and vowed never to take it out until he entered the Nine Realms?"

"Sword?" Zeng Qi was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly. After a while, his body gradually straightened up, like a tall and straight green pine, tall and proud, and his voice became serious, "Between heaven and earth, blue steel can be a sharp sword. Iron can make a magic weapon, bamboo and wood can also be made into swords, so why can't mud and stone be made into swords? With the sword in your heart, everything in the world can be made into a sword!"

"The sword is in the heart... everything can be a sword..." Tang Jianyuan muttered for a while, then his eyes widened with disbelief, "You... have realized that state? No! Impossible!" (This chapter) over)