Chapter 656: Eight Pounces of Sanshou
There are three martial arts masters recognized in the world. They are at the pinnacle of martial arts, overlooking the world like gods.
Fu Cailin of Goryeo, Bi Xuan in the vast grassland, and Ning Daoqi of Taoism.
But compared to the former two, the latter put aside his own position and was willing to be Cihang Jingzhai's thugs. The great master has fallen to this, which is really not worthy of his name.
However, to be able to dominate the world for so many years, Ning Daoqi naturally has his own uniqueness.
The self-created Sanshou Bapu uses the word "Xu" to the extreme, using "Xu" to bring vitality, so the "Xu" is endless and extremely pure.
"If you don't die after three moves from me, I will spare your life."
The faint tone contained extreme confidence. Although Ning Daoqi was standing on the ground, his eyes were looking down at Amber on the horse.
"Is this the style of a grandmaster? It's really admirable."
Amber was not angry because he was in a good mood now, "You are from the Taoist sect, right? Do you have any research on the energy of heaven and earth?"
"Want to delay?"
Ning Daoqi did not answer the call, but said bluntly: "Don't use these unnecessary little thoughts, think about how to take the move."
As he finished speaking, a palm print appeared out of thin air in front of him, galloping towards the black horse so fast that no sound was even heard.
This is exactly the method of Void's vitality, using its own true energy to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, thereby achieving the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
This is also the core of Sanshou Bapu.
It's just that it's a bit too far-fetched.
This move may be unpredictable to others, but it is completely unpredictable in front of Amber.
For example, playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong.
Seeing the palm print approaching, he didn't even have the intention to dodge, he just whispered one word.
"Disperse!"
The next moment, the vitality of heaven and earth wrapped around Ning Daoqi's zhenqi dissipated, and the remaining power did not even move a hair.
"you!!"
Seeing this extremely strange scene, the long-famous grandmaster thought of an impossible possibility.
The opponent's use of the power of heaven and earth is far superior to his own.
But how is this possible?
Ning Daoqi has gone through many ups and downs all the way to where he is today. It wasn't until he entered the realm of the Grand Master that he finally touched some thresholds.
The time it took alone was almost a dozen.
But how old is this guy in front of me?
"Are you surprised? It seems that Grandmaster Ning's xinxing cultivation is not enough."
Amber raised her right hand and spread her fingers, "You like to control the power of weather so much, then merge with them."
When Ning Daoqi heard this, he immediately felt like he was dead. He was actually entrusted by Fan Qinghui to take care of Shi Feixuan this time. The reason why he took action was to teach this new demon a lesson. How could he have expected that he would It has become this situation now.
Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and the sea-like Qi in his body circulated to the extreme. The whole person turned into an invisible shadow and quickly retreated towards the back.
If he stopped at this time, his record of defeating one of the three great masters would be commendable.
But that's just the opinion of ordinary people.
"In this world, where can you escape to?"
After Amber finished speaking, he clenched his fingers fiercely. Ning Daoqi, who had already run dozens of miles, suddenly changed his expression, and his eyes showed intense fear.
laugh!
Like a water balloon that had been squeezed to pieces, the great master's body was not even left behind, but turned into a handful of blood mist, with only his clothes slowly falling to the ground.
Slowly retracting her arm, Amber gently kicked Xiao Hei's abdomen. The latter moved his hooves knowingly and continued to move forward along the road.
The green shade covers the ground, and the chirping of cicadas and birds form a sweet chapter, as if they are bidding farewell to a generation of great masters, and cheering for the black sun that is about to rise.
Shi Feixuan is not a person who gives up easily. She has enough wisdom and a firm will, but she lacks experience in the world, but it doesn't matter. She just needs to experience more things.
However, as a swordsman, it was very inconvenient not to have a sword in her hand. As a last resort, she had to temporarily return to Cihang Jingzhai to find her master and ask for another sword.
However, as soon as he came back, he was startled by the strange atmosphere in the door.
In the past, the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai were proud and confident, but at this moment, there was undue fear on their faces.
If it were just one or two, that would be fine, but now everyone is like this, which makes her think of some very bad possibilities.
Could it be Master and her?
An indescribable emotion exploded in Shi Feixuan's chest, and she rushed to the back of Jingzhai like crazy. It wasn't until she saw that familiar figure that she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, why."
"The Demon Lord must die!"
Fan Qinghui suddenly interrupted her disciple, her voice filled with hysteria that she had never heard before.
This is a very rare thing for Cihang Jingzhai Master, who considers himself a Buddhist.
At least this is the first time Shi Fei Xuan has seen him like this since he can remember.
"What happened, Master!"
She said anxiously.
"Master Ning is dead."
Fan Qinghui actually doesn't have too many sad emotions, but more of disappointment about certain things and anger towards someone.
"What's wrong with Zhenren Ning?"
Shi Feixuan didn't react for a moment, but when she realized the weight of these words, she was completely confused.
"My master was worried that something might happen to you when you went down the mountain for the first time, so I asked Master Ning to be your guardian. It didn't work out."
Fan Qinghui was speechless after speaking, and it took her a long time to regain her composure: "In short, that devil must be eradicated completely. This person is enough to threaten the world. Feixuan, you have a heavy burden, but don't be afraid. Cihang Jingzhai is your backing.”
"Disciples are not afraid."
Shi Feixuan shook her head: "It's just that the devil doesn't seem to have any humanity."
There were some words she couldn't say, but she could express something this way.
Fan Qinghui was stunned after hearing this, and then said in a more serious tone: "If it could be solved so easily, the Demon Lord would not be called the biggest murderer in the world for a hundred years. Fei Xuan, don't be discouraged."
"Master, don't worry, this disciple will not give up."
After Shi Feixuan finished speaking, she remembered the purpose of returning to Jingzhai, so she told her about the broken sword.
After hearing this, Fan Qinghui was not angry. Instead, she smiled and said, "Master, I will find you a better sword right now."
Amber has never left anyone alive since she took action, regardless of gender or age.
However, her disciple only had a broken sword. It can be imagined that that guy is not inhumane. As long as his weakness can be found, there is no one in the world who will not fail.
This point has been summed up by the ancestors of the past generations, and even Fan Qinghui herself has a deep understanding of it. Isn't Ning Daoqi the best example?
If Concubine Xuan can really influence the devil, it will be no less than a huge benefit to Cihang Jingzhai.