Chapter 3 The tiger falls in Pingyang, and it can also bully dogs

A loud shout exploded like thunder, piercing the silence of the early morning, this was the first time in this life that the Wheel Wheel Holy Lord roared angrily, and thousands of years later, it still resounded through the clouds of the Seven Realms.

I saw a cyan figure slamming his right foot on the leaf surface, and swept forward, like thunder, rising straight into the air at a height of two feet.

Zhao Shenbi's palms merged into a fist, and a cyclone of spiritual qi came out retrograde from the meridians, like water vapor spraying thin, smashing vertically towards Sun Jian from top to bottom.

Sun Jian was shocked, he didn't expect Zhao Shenbi to be unusual, so ruthless and decisive, with a strong killing aura that should not belong to a sixteen-year-old boy, which made people faintly feel invincible.

What made Sun Jian and the people around him even more unexpected was that Zhao Shenbi had not entered the realm of Kaifu, could not drive the aura to perform spells, and had no magic weapon to fly against the wind.

After all, Sun Jian has successfully stepped into the path of cultivation and entered the early stage of the Kaifu realm, the six roots have been purified, the spiritual aperture has been opened, and his mind is extremely active, under the initial shock, he immediately calmed down, a trace of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered in his heart.

I saw that Sun Jian did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward, the spirit fan magic weapon in his left hand spread out for seven points, and his right hand made a pinching shape, and a pale cyan aura emerged, like a small cyan snake, as if it was pouring into the spirit fan slowly and urgently, and the spirit fan immediately cleared up and vibrated and trembled.

"Zhao Shenbi, let me show you what it means to be a monk in the Kaifu Realm, and what is the difference between immortals and mortals!" Sun Jian looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, the spirit fan in his hand instantly became more than several times larger, and the clear light on it appeared, but the words on the fan surface and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas were blurred, and it seemed that there was not enough aura to support its manifestation.

"Wind and thunder fan, the wind rises!"

Sun Jian waved his fat hand, and the giant fan was also violent with his movements, and a majestic wind suddenly appeared, forming a narrow wind blade like a knife, flying straight towards Zhao Shenbi in the sky.

Seeing that the blade of the wind was coming towards him, Zhao Shenbi did not dodge or dodge, his eyes flashed with a strong battle intent, and all the spiritual energy in the meridians gushed out of his body, gathered on his fists, and smashed down on the wind blade.

I only heard a loud "bang" in the air, and the one-person-sized wind blade was actually split apart.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"Isn't Senior Brother Zhao still unable to open up the Qi Mansion now, why was he able to break this Sun Jian's blow? You must know this wind and thunder fan, but the Great Elder gave him this precious grandson a mid-level magic weapon!"

"This Senior Brother Zhao's way of making a move, he doesn't have any magic to add to his body, but it is a bit like the fist and foot kung fu of a secular martial artist, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. ”

After smashing the wind blade with one punch, Zhao Shenbi's body stagnated, and the clothes on his body were refined by the great cultivators of the Jindan Realm after all, and it was not Sun Jian who could destroy them. It's just that under the sleeve robe, Zhao Shenbi's hands are already oozing blood, accompanied by a piercing pain, and his forearm is slightly blue, obviously not comfortable.

Sun Jian was even more ashamed and angry, seeing that this blow of the wind blade failed to make a contribution, and he lost face in front of everyone, he immediately blushed, and was about to mobilize the spiritual power of his whole body to pour into the mountain and river fan, so he wanted to give Zhao Shenbi a more violent blow.

It's just that Zhao Shenbi would give him another chance to pinch the trick and cast a spell, immediately gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his arm, and clenched his palms into a fist again, gushing out the last aura in the meridians, causing the downward momentum to increase sharply, and smashed towards Sun Jian's body.

This blow was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and if it was implemented, even if Sun Jian was not unconscious on the spot, he would have to fall to the ground.

Sun Jian immediately panicked, and he didn't care about pinching the trick to cast a spell to urge the wind and thunder fan, but in a hurry, he took out a white talisman from his cuff.

The lines of this talisman are mixed, the handwriting is dull, and the corners are even a little damaged. But Sun Jian looked like a treasure, and seven or eight out of ten of his already meager spiritual power poured into the talisman seal, and the talisman immediately became windless and automatic, hunting between Sun Jian's fingers, starting to burn from the tail, and forming a milky white circle of light like a turtle shell around Sun Jian's body.

Zhao Shenbi's fists came in an instant, slamming on the milky white aperture like thunder, and a loud bang suddenly exploded, but the aperture was unmoving, solid as a rock, and there was not even the slightest shaking.

On the contrary, Zhao Shenbi felt a huge force rebound, and immediately flew out a foot away, only to stand still with his heels against the ground, and his internal organs were like turning over the river and the sea, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his arms were even more wooden.

Seeing that this talisman not only blocked Zhao Shenbi's thunderous blow, but also made him injured by the force of the rebound, Sun Jian not only did not show a look of complacency, but his face ached, and his heart was like a drop of blood, and he quickly put away the broken talisman seal that had burned about a quarter of it.

"Zhao Shenbi, why are you so vicious? If it weren't for the body talisman that my grandfather gave me that can block the full force of the Far Wandering Realm monk's attack, I would have been plotted by you today! This talisman is worth a lot of money, you will compensate me for the talisman!"

Sun Jian glared angrily and shouted loudly, no longer half of his bearing and arrogant look.

Zhao Shenbi sneered, didn't say a word at all, slowly adjusted the disordered aura in his body, and his body bowed forward slightly, like a fierce tiger, ready to attack, exuding a violent killing intent.

"I've seen shameless, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you. You are a monk of the Kaifu Realm, and you have no power to fight back in the face of Brother Shen Bi in the condensation period, and you have to use the talisman seal that your grandfather gave you to save your life in order to be undefeated, which is really embarrassing. Dare to say that others are vicious, if Brother Shen Bi failed to block your blow to the wind blade, I am afraid that he would already be covered in bruises by now, how can you not be vicious?"

Li Yujue, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, heard this, his sword eyebrows stood sideways, his cherry lips opened slightly, and he immediately sneered at Sun Jian.

At the same time, Li Yujue was also shocked in his heart, this Sun Jian compared to Zhao Shenbi, not only has he already opened the mansion to gather energy, but also has his grandfather as a great elder to give him a magic weapon, but it is still broken by Zhao Shenbi with only one blow of his body, although he sacrificed the body protection aura to block the thunderous punch, but the hearts of the onlookers are like mirrors, the difference between victory and defeat, everyone has already seen it at a glance.

"You...... You...... I ......"

was so sarcastic by the admiring woman, coupled with the bite of a "Shen Bi brother", it made Sun Jian's heart hurt, and it made matters worse, his face was as red as a boiled pig's head, and he couldn't even speak clearly, which caused everyone in the audience to laugh.

The laughter of everyone was as piercing as steel needles, completely stabbing Sun Jian, making his eyes red, almost losing his mind, and immediately pinching each hand with a trick, and the little spiritual power left in his body surged to his fingers because of the driving talisman.

In an instant, a fire snake with the thickness of an index finger immediately appeared between his left fingers, exuding a strong high temperature, and between his right fingers, there was a snow-white ice pick, revealing a trace of coldness, which was daunting.

"Psic, Fire Serpent! Psic, Icicle!"

Two streamers, one red and one white, suddenly flew towards Zhao Shenbi, like two flying swords, which caught people off guard.

Sun Jian made a violent move at this moment, which surprised the onlookers, and even secretly said that Sun Jian was despicable, but Zhao Shenbi seemed to have expected it and did not slack off at all.

But the fiery serpent and the cold ice pick were so fast that they seemed to come in an instant, and they were already unavoidable.

Seeing this scene, Li Yujue's heart, which she had finally let go, lifted it tightly again, gently bit her seductive lips, and a pair of jade hands subconsciously held the skirt.

"This Sun Jian is actually able to cast two spiritual skills with different attributes at the same time! Quick, stop it!"

Outside the huge lotus leaf practice ground, a young monk in a black robe immediately exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly said to his companion who was pranayama with his eyes closed.

The two of them were the deacons on duty in the Donglin Sect's practice ground, and they had already entered the second realm of cultivation - the Far Journey Realm, and they didn't want to be involved because they were afraid of Zhao Shenbi and Sun Jian's background, so they pretended not to know on the side. Who knew that Sun Jian was ashamed and angry, and he actually performed two spiritual techniques with completely different attributes, and the combination of the two would inevitably suffer heavy damage to Zhao Shenbi's realm before he opened the mansion.

At this moment, the two of them went in a panic, but they were far apart, and it was too late.

Seeing the two spiritual lights flying by, rapidly widening in Zhao Shenbi's pupils, he knew in his heart that if he was hit by these two spells, he was afraid that he would have to recuperate in bed for several months before he could recover, which was not dangerous.

However, Zhao Shenbi's complexion gradually bloomed with a trace of hideousness, with a hint of excitement, and a trace of extremely strong blood-red color appeared in the depths of his pupils, which gradually spread to the entire eyes, revealing a tyrannical and bloodthirsty meaning.

In his chest, his heart suddenly beat rapidly and vigorously like a god's drum, and the blood in his whole body flowed like a river, and even the surface of his body began to become slightly red.

Zhao Shenbi's body was up and down, and suddenly a layer of extremely thin blood qi lingered, exuding an extremely bloody, strong and ferocious power.

He twisted his neck, stepped on the lotus leaf with his left foot, did not dodge, let alone make a gesture of resistance, his body swept forward, his right leg knee was raised, and he hit Sun Jian with a violent knee blow, and his hands were wrapped around his chest, covering the vital places, and he wanted to resist these two spells with his body.

"Crazy! This kid is crazy!!" Seeing this, Sun Jian suddenly sobered up with nine points of anger, and he was almost so frightened that his butt urinated.

He thought that he would be in trouble, no matter how he said it, he could teach Zhao Shenbi a lesson, but he didn't know that he actually resisted two spells, and he had to give himself a blow desperately.

Recalling Zhao Shenbi's powerful punch just now, and seeing this fierce knee blow, Sun Jian didn't care about losing face, and quickly hid behind him in a panic.

Countless pictures filled Zhao Shenbi's mind, like those distant and broken dreams, like blood-colored blades, cutting his memories fiercely, like thousands of troops stepping through the wasteland, clear and painful.

He saw the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, saw the layers of buildings in ruins, saw his relatives and friends all die, and saw himself covered in blood and roared.

A brutal killing intent poured out from the dantian's blood, completely enveloping his mind. The two streamers that broke through the air, in the unbelievable gaze of everyone, couldn't withstand the slight touch of Zhao Shenbi's blood, and directly collapsed and collapsed, turning into a trace of aura and merging into the blood.

Zhao Shenbi swept behind Sun Jian, and his left knee smashed mercilessly on Sun Jian's back like a meteor, and a terrifying impact sound sounded, kicking Sun Jian to the ground.

Zhao Shenbi then clenched his fists, straddled Sun Jian's body, stuck his waist with his legs, and the blood and qi of his whole body were like spirituality, gathering and circulating on his right fist, like a sledgehammer of death sentence, which was shocking.

"This ...... This Senior Brother Zhao is too fierce, right...... Is he really just a wasted man who can't cultivate......"

Such a scene made all the surrounding onlookers in an uproar, a moment ago Zhao Shenbi was still in danger, at the moment of a moment, the situation reversed in a blink of an eye, and he completely defeated Sun Jian, who was already in the early stage of the Kaifu realm, which was like a cloud and full of disbelief.

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi had already lost his mind a little, and seeing that this punch was about to fall on Sun Jian's head with the momentum of thunder, a mysterious and vast aura suddenly poured out from the sea of knowledge.

Although there was only a faint trace of this breath, it was as vast and quiet as the starry sky, with a faint sense of coolness, which instantly diluted the violent blood qi a lot.

Zhao Shenbi frowned, his eyes were full of pain, and his fist immediately stopped in mid-air.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi did not punch immediately, Sun Jian was simply pardoned, and he forcibly held back a heart-piercing pain in his back, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Wrong! Wrong! Senior Brother Zhao, Xiao Jianzi knows that he is wrong! I implore Senior Brother Zhao to raise his noble hand and let me go like a fart! In the future, Xiao Jianzi will be in the sect, and he will definitely bow down to Senior Brother Zhao, and take care of tea and water!"

Where Zhao Shenbi knows the sea, at this moment, it is like turning over the river and the sea, swaying, the two forces are fighting each other, the glue is abnormal, the chaos is unbearable, and he is busy stabilizing his mind, how could he have thought that this son is so weak and funny, and his face has become faster than turning a book, and a burst of amusement involuntarily appeared in his heart, and the fierce aura that emerged from the dantian was invisibly diluted a little.

Zhao Shenbi was originally a gentle conscience, young and simple, once the killing intent subsided, his true nature was revealed, that is, he was shocked, and immediately recited the "Meditation Formula" in his heart, and he was even more shocked by the bloodthirsty killing intention in his mind just now, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing Zhao Shenbi's brows furrowed and silent, Sun Jian was even more completely frightened, thinking that Zhao Shenbi still refused to let go of himself, he trembled with fear like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, and hurriedly handed out the broken talisman seal in his sleeve and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, this is a little bit of Xiao Jianzi's heart! I beg Senior Brother Zhao to accept this talisman and let Xiao Jianzi go!"

The black-clothed deacon and the two were already in the air at this moment, and when they saw this scene, they were shocked, but they were even more in a dilemma, so they had to persuade each other: "Shaozong, today is indeed Sun Jian's words are not inferior, but in the friendship of the same sect, it is better to turn the war into a jade silk, so let's stop it!"

Li Yujue's figure also flickered, swept to Zhao Shenbi's side, but he didn't say a word, just looked at Zhao Shenbi with a pair of bright and moving big eyes, looking very delicate.

Zhao Shenbi's heart has all dissipated, but his mind is moved, he is already exhausted, at this moment, when he heard this, he resisted the urge to faint, stood up, and deliberately said with a strained face: "Thinking in the same door, I will no longer be embarrassed by you today, I hope you will behave yourself in the future, not only for me, but also for other disciples in the sect, don't bully others!"

When Sun Jian heard this, he immediately smiled and was about to stand up, but he pulled the injury on his back, writhing and howling on the ground like a fat pig, and said, "Ouch...... Ouch yo ...... It hurts me to death...... Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao, there are a lot of them! Wang Zhilian! Why don't you hurry up and apologize to Senior Brother Zhao, and then help me back!"

When Wang Zhihuan and the others heard this, they broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly apologized solemnly to Zhao Shenbi, bowed continuously, and then hurriedly supported Sun Jian, trembling and walking towards the outside of the practice ground, which made Zhao Shenbi and Li Yujue laugh in their hearts.

"It's all gone! Hundreds of people are here to watch, what kind of system!" The black-clothed deacon immediately shouted, repulsed the surrounding disciples, and even glanced at Zhao Shenbi deeply, with surprise and appreciation in his eyes, and more strong regret, and then clasped his hands into fists in greeting, and then turned around and walked away against the wind.

"Brother Shen Bi, is there no big problem?" Li Yujue saw everyone going away, and quickly wiped the beads of sweat from Zhao Shenbi's forehead with his cuffs, and asked softly.

A faint fragrance of a woman swept across the tip of her nose, with a faint warmth.

Zhao Shenbi only felt a long-lost tranquility, and his tense body suddenly relaxed, and slowly fell behind him. The surrounding vision also became blurred, making people want to fall asleep, vaguely, only vaguely remembered, as if thrown into a soft embrace.