Chapter 16: The Forbidden Arrow

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Zhong Fengyun stood in the wasteland, hunting in a golden suit, a pair of blue eyes as cold as a beast, looking at Qing He and Cangxuan, the next moment, his eyes blinked, and his figure had disappeared in place.

"Boom-" Zhong Fengyun hooked his fist print, and instantly broke the sound barrier, and came towards Qinghe and Cangxuan. It was his self-created "Fist of Storm and Clouds", with fist swings, an endless tyrannical aura surging, and a terrifying supernatural will to dementor the soul.

This kind of fist print, Qinghe is no stranger to it at all. A few days ago, the elder brother of the person in front of him also performed this method, but the power was less than one-tenth of this Zhong Fengyun!

Boom!

Qing He raised his hand, and the dust floating in the air condensed, turning into palms and heading towards Zhong Fengyun. He naturally had reservations, otherwise, if he showed the strength of the Venerable Realm, no Zhong Fengyun would be able to stop his blow!

Gray palm prints flew, domineering and boundless, and the wind that brought it tore through the void. However, when these palm prints hit Zhong Fengyun's body, they emitted a piercing metallic roar.

Zhong Fengyun sneered, his body shook, and the dark red vitality manifested on his body, but it was a big bell buckled on his body, helping him block Qinghe's blow.

"The Great Perfection of the Witch Soul Realm in the late stage has hidden a lot of strength, no wonder you have the courage to provoke me!" Zhong Fengyun turned his fist into a palm, and after a few palms with Qing He, the two of them staggered their bodies again, and stood aside.

"Whew!"

Almost at the same moment when he landed, Zhong Fengyun shot again. He drew a circle with his hands, knotted the mystical magic seal, and the big bell that was buckled on his body flew up and headed towards Qinghe to suppress it.

"Kill you first!" Zhong Fengyun roared, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi frantically converged towards his side. Qing He, who he aimed at at the first time, wanted to kill this "culprit" here.

"If you want to kill me, you don't have that qualification yet!" Qing He's face was also slightly angry. He suppressed his cultivation to the same level as the other party, did the other party really think that he could let others handle the soft persimmon?

"Whew!"

This wasteland cracked, and countless thorn-like earth thorns stabbed towards Zhong Fengyun. As soon as he clasped his hands together, a palm print that covered the sky and the sun pressed towards Zhong Fengyun.

Although the other party is very annoying, his combat power is still very good. At least, in the Witch Soul Realm, there are not many monks who can cultivate the two Origin Mysteries to perfection among the divisional clans.

"Whew!"

Zhong Fengyun sealed, and one after another pale cyan moon arc blades took shape, cutting off the earth thorns that rushed up from the earth. Those are the traces of the Dao of the Wind, obviously this wizard from the Huang Zhong General Department has already comprehended the origin of the wind to an extremely advanced realm, only one step away, maybe he can comprehend the Dao of the Wind and step into the forbidden realm of the legendary "Unparalleled Dao Law".

The wind was blowing, and the field where Zhong Fengyun was standing was almost a vacuum. The flying sand swept down, but it couldn't get close to him. It can be said that Qing He's supernatural powers were restrained by the other party's law.

Boom!

Facing the big hand that was suppressing him, Zhong Fengyun grabbed it with his big hand, and countless pale cyan wind marks formed, and with a wave of his hand, there seemed to be thousands of pale cyan flying swords in the air, slashing towards the big earthy yellow handprint.

Ding-ding-bell!

There are countless sparks flying in the sky, and the sight is extremely gorgeous. However, at this time, Zhong Fengyun's face changed color...... Because the mudra that was pressed down was not at all because of the tendency to stop.

"Boom-"

The earthy yellow hand suppressed it, and Zhong Fengyun's face was full of horror. He exerted a supernatural power, and even sacrificed the golden body of the war soul that he cultivated after his death, but unfortunately, with the handprint that passed through the sky, the magic power was broken, and the war spirit was shattered, and all means were useless under this palm, like a mantis arm as a car!

"Poof!"

Zhong Fengyun coughed up blood, and his golden clothes exploded. Beneath him, the earth shattered in pieces, stretching hundreds of feet away. Under the cover of that big mudra, almost all life is erased!

"Ahem...... How is this possible? My Wind Origin has obviously reached the point of the third layer of the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Arcane, how can I be defeated, how can I be defeated!" Zhong Fengyun pressed his chest with his hand, but the backblood still kept gushing up, and the injury was too serious to suppress it at all.

Qing He looked at Zhong Fengyun, who was in a cloak and looked like a madman, and the disdain on his face was even more aggravated. It is true that the other party comprehends the origin of the wind, and it is not difficult to reach such a realm and be respected in the same realm, but it is a pity that he met himself,

He Qinghe, as early as when he was in the Witch Soul Realm, he comprehended the law of the earth line, and really stepped into the forbidden realm of "unparalleled Taoism".

He Zhong Fengyun, this immortal genius of the Huang Zhong General's department, is not worthy of lifting shoes for him!

"Uh!" At this time, Qing He frowned slightly. At the same time, Zhong Fengyun, who was coughing up blood, laughed wildly, his face was extremely hideous.

"Wu Zu's method of comparing corpses to corpses has been used by you to do this kind of indiscriminate means, which is really a shame for me and other Wu people. Qing He looked at his hands covered with red spots, and said coldly.

"If you become a king or lose, you don't care if the means are bright or not. Ha ha...... In less than half an hour, you can only turn into pus and blood under my carefully quenched poison, and there will not even be any bones left!" Zhong Fengyun smiled hideously, no longer looking at Qinghe, and instead staring at Cangxuan.

In his eyes, Qinghe is no longer a threat to him, as long as Cangxuan is killed again, coupled with his previous business, the first place in this Fengjiang Festival still can't escape from his palm!

"Is it?, so that I can't have any flesh and bones left?" The sound of death from the cold of the Netherworld exploded in Zhong Fengyun's ears. Before he could come back to his senses, there was a sound of bones clicking and breaking.

"This ......"

Zhong Fengyun's eyes were split, and his face was full of incredulity. In an instant, a heart-rending pain invaded from his back, making his consciousness dizzy.

His spine was snapped, and in the next quarter of an hour he was thrown high, and then another foot slammed down on his chest.

Until now, Zhong Fengyun still wanted to turn his head sideways to see where Qinghe was before. However, all he saw was a humanoid sand statue flying in the wind......

"Accept the baptism of death, may you become a heroic warrior of our clan in the next life!" Qing He sneered, and stepped towards Zhong Fengyun's body again with one foot.

"Whew-"

However, at this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color. From the distant sky, there was a pure white beam of light coming towards Qinghe, and the bright light became the only one in this heaven and earth.

"That's it!"

Qing He's face suddenly changed greatly, and a pair of eyebrows were about to be twisted together. The glass-like yellow light appeared in his palm, but the next moment those yellow lights quietly disappeared.

"Tick Tick ......"

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet, terrifyingly quiet. Qing He was stunned, he looked at Cang Xuan, who was blocked in front of him and was pierced by the white light that penetrated his body, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Whew!" the second white light came through the sky like a rainbow...... It was a pure white arrow, and the target was directed at Qing He again, but Cang Xuan turned around again, and the arrow ran through his left shoulder, stabbing towards Qing He again, but the next moment, a bloody palm poked out and grabbed the pure white arrow in his hand.

"Zhong Fengyun is my friend, I don't want anyone to hurt his life!" Looking around, I saw a red-faced and white-haired monk standing in the air, looking at Qing He and Cangxuan expressionlessly. Then he waved his sleeve and put Zhong Fengyun, who was already dying, beside him.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is far beyond the reach of a general, and I am afraid that it is not the person who participated in the assessment of this feudal general festival. As an outsider, but if you are involved in this ceremony, you are not afraid of breaking the rules, and the division will be punished!" Cang Xuan coughed up blood, his expression a little sluggish. But his eyes were as cold as lightning, looking directly at the people in the air, and his words and deeds were neither humble nor arrogant.

"The division is guilty?haha, haha! laugh at me, the division is guilty......" The young man in white leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, a mixture of young and twilight with a distorted smile on his face.

"This Tongcheng City Lord is my aunt, and the Lord of this Wind Guard Division is my master! Who dares to ask me about Feng Junwu's crime!" The white-clothed young man named Feng Junwu smiled exaggeratedly, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Pick up my two sunset arrows, and they can still hold up until now, with your ant-like realm, it is beyond my expectations. Anyway, I won't kill you. Someone will take your lowly life. Wash your neck and wait......" Above the sky, the unbridled voice of the Wind Monarch echoed, and his figure had disappeared.

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