Central Plains, Junting, Weishui River

The clear water and drizzle are light boats, the vast smoke waves, and the air is heavy and the clouds and cliffs are penetrating.

On this day, the Weishui River, as expected by Mr. Huiyan, was full of mist, and faintly, more than a hundred ships could be seen one after another, completely with a forest of armor and a majestic appearance.

In the ethereal, a wisp of cold light passed through the ears of the armor soldiers, and the shocked armor soldiers only felt a cold air, but they didn't know that in front of Wu Anjun behind him, a long sword stopped at a distance of only a few millimeters from Jun Mo's eyebrows.

Mangosteen Xi and Bei Rutian on the side were startled, and hurriedly stood in front of Jun Mo, it seemed that this sword was so fast that these two Realm Stars did not react.

"Hmph, you are far from my junior brother in the same realm, if the life of this king is handed over to you, he would have died in the hands of the Hou Mansion, and the order will go down, the Hou Mansion has arrived, and the whole army is on alert!"

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In the air, there is still a strange scene of clouds and fog, and when the war is imminent, the surrounding atmosphere is frighteningly silent, and there are always some pawns who will be distracted by the changes in the environment.

"Eh, Huzi, look at this year's weather, the land that was dry a few days ago is going to crack, but now it is foggy, when will the clouds in our Central Plains be so surging."

The armorer named Huzi stared blankly at the sky like everyone else, and after a while, he said in a new way: "Look at the number of roads where the clouds are surging, is it a little strange?" ”

"Hey, don't say it, but there is a bit of the charm of fairy painting, I look at the painting... Inverted image, like a Buddha. ”

"All troops on alert!"

As soon as the herald's voice fell, an angry cry came from the Buddha statue transformed from the clouds above the sky: "Buddha Seal, Buddha Breaking Precepts!" ”

A huge Buddha handprint fell from the sky, and the suffocating internal force oppressed that made the 20,000 armor soldiers stationed on the bank of the Weishui River tremble a little and became restless.

Although these armorers had already seen several battles between those strong men, when this scene was close at hand, they still couldn't help but be a little daunting.

"Humph! Bravado! ”

Seeing this, Bei Rutian said disdainfully, and then took off a Buddha bead on the chain and coiled it in the palm of his hand, and the Buddha bead immediately merged into his palm to form a Buddhist imprint, and then flew up towards the palm above the sky.

The two palms met, and I saw a trembling impact above the sky spread out in a circular arc towards the surroundings, and the clouds that had just been churning were suddenly washed away, revealing a dazzling light.

Under the bright sun, the golden body of the unenlightened monk floated in the sky, and behind him, a golden Buddha shocked Bei Rutian.

Bei Rutian first stepped back cautiously, tentatively perceiving the palm that he had just not realized, and then showed a snicker: "Hmph, the peak of the first-class grandmaster realm, but you just can't break through to the stars, after all, you can't beat the Sprinkle family!" ”

Bei Rutian, who fell from the sky, held one hand in the air, and a burst of air emerged from his palm, and then rushed up to the sky to the level of Buwu, and took off two Buddha beads and melted them in the palm of his hand, and then clasped his palms together and slapped them violently.

I saw that the palm of the palm was covered with pitch-black smoke to wrap it into a gas mass, the air mass gathered bigger and bigger, and from time to time purple fireworks appeared, suddenly cracked from the middle, and the same dark black Buddha appeared behind Bei Rutian.

"Black Buddha Seal: King Jizo!"

In the past, the two of them were both Shaolin monks, and now and now they want to fight to the death here, looking at the Buddha who has no compassion and good thoughts, I can't help but feel embarrassed.

"Amitabha, like the heavens, you have completely fallen into the devil's path, and there is no mercy at all."

"Humph! Mercy? The Sprinkle family will use the power of this demonic path today to crush the false compassion of you and the old abbot! ”

As he spoke, Bei Rutian had already swung out a punch wrapped in black and purple flames, and blasted towards Wuwu.

The monk didn't seem to feel nervous, his eyebrows were surprisingly calm, and the golden Buddha behind him calmly stretched out a palm, and the heavy fist crashed into the palm of the golden Buddha like a landslide, but it was taken steadily.

"What! How can it be! You are a first-class grandmaster, how can you take this full blow from me?! ”

As soon as the words fell, Bei Rutian suddenly felt that something seemed to be flashing brightly in the unconscious monk's wrist, which made him dazzle.

"This is ... Shakya's Vajra bracelet? Wasn't it destroyed by the abbot's old thing? How did it end up in your hands?! ”

Buwu said indifferently: "Amitabha, the master saw that your mind was not correct early on, and what you pursued was nothing more than strength, not my Buddha's compassion, so the master pretended to destroy it in front of you, but in fact, before dying, he handed it over to the poor monk." ”

"Damn, even if you have this magic weapon, the Sprinkle family will still destroy you!"

On the bank of the Weishui River, Jun Mo suddenly sensed a special power from the golden bracelet on the wrist of the monk with the perception of the Three Realms Constellation, and he immediately panicked: "Mangosteen, go and help him." ”

"Yes!"

Above the sky, the monk seemed to sense that the mangosteen was coming, so he no longer entangled with Nabei Rutian, and clenched the fist of the King of Jizo summoned by Nabei Rutian, and then pushed hard, and the Buddha statue of King Jizo was immediately shattered.

The black-purple flames fell from the sky, making the banks of the Weishui River suddenly become a sea of purple fire, and the soldiers who were touched by the flames were shocked to find that they could not extinguish the evil fire no matter what, so they had to let it burn their bodies to dry bones.

At this time, Jun Mo, who had always been relatively unbreathable, took the lead in getting up, relying on the strength of Zhongli's Imperial Technique of the Three Realms of Stars, the two were designated in front of him, one thought of the imperial qi, and the other thought of the imperial power, and the purple flame turned into not only the internal force converged, but also the internal force dispersed.

As his two fingers crossed an arc from the tip of his nose to his side, he snorted softly: "Scatter!" ”

A heavy and powerful aura spread out in all directions like a throw, and the purple flames on the armor soldiers dissipated into the dust in an instant.

"Hey, I almost burned Lao Tzu, Huzi, do you have anything to do."

"It's okay, but a little bit of flesh has been lost...

Before the group of armor soldiers could relax for a moment, on the vast Weishui River, a giant sword the size of a dome pillar carried a storm and slashed them into pieces of flesh and blood.

Red blood stained the blue water, accompanied by the giant sword, churning, in the face of this attack Jun Mo seemed to be much more cautious, he put his hands together, made a lunge under his feet, and tried his best to resist it.

Looking at the entire Hou Mansion, there must be only one of the junior disciples who is also one of Zhong Lijing's three disciples, a realm of stars, cold.

If it were a single realm, Jun Mo, who had already reached the Three Realms Constellation, would definitely not take the strength of that realm in his eyes, but Leng Leng was different.

Back then, in that smoke and rain building, Junmo, the prince of Wu'an Palace, and Ye Qianqiu challenged each other and competed with each other day long.

Although Zhongli's Imperial Martial Arts is the pinnacle of imperial martial arts, if the people who practice the inheritance are counted as Qinglian, there are only four of them, but in that early stage, they also divided into two schools: strength and precision.

Among them, Ye Qianqiu is based on strength as the mainstream, a royal qi, can set off stormy waves, mountains and broken peaks, if it weren't for his nostalgia for the fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River, deliberately stagnating the realm in the realm of a first-class grandmaster and choosing not to ascend, now it should be at least the strength of the three realms of stars.

Junmo, on the other hand, puts precision first, although he can't pull mountains and rivers out of anger, but he can accurately perceive and control the wisps of internal breath, so that every blow is extremely accurate.

But just when the two were fighting in the dark and couldn't tell the winner, a child who was not yet ten years old was taken back to Yanyu Building by Mr. Zhongli.

Both of them looked at the child as if they were smiling, and took advantage of Mr. Zhongli's absence one day, so they playfully tried to tease the child, but they did not know that the two of them were on one by one, and they completely lost to the child who was less than ten years old.

Although he is young, he can achieve the all-round precision and strength of both precision and strength, a blow of gathering qi weighs as much as 10,000 catties, and the blow of qi dispersion passes through a thousand steps, even if Ye Qianqiu is convinced, but that Junmo always thinks that it is Master Zhonglijing, who secretly gave guidance to that kid.

So he left Yanyulou in a fit of anger and returned to Wu'an Palace, coinciding with the death of his predecessor Wu Anjun, and Jun Mo at that time sat on the throne of Wu Anjun with the strength of a star.

It's a pity that creation makes people, but fate once again puts this pair of fellow brothers against each other.

"The soldiers and horses have not moved, the main general will go first, hum, I don't even put this seat in my eyes, little thing, I want to see if you can still be as proud as you were in the past ten years!"

Jun Mo continued to convey the internal force to his hands, he sensed the flow of every inch of the internal force in the giant sword, and continued to assimilate it, and then snorted coldly and tore the giant sword to pieces.

"A realm is a realm, boy! Without the master to open a small stove for you, do you feel that the road behind you is difficult to move an inch! ”

A figure faintly appeared in the vast smoke waves on the Weishui River.

"Senior brother, after so many years, you are still misunderstanding Master."

"Misunderstanding? If he hadn't been partial to you, how could he have stepped into the realm of the stars with your age! But it doesn't matter, now that your full blow has been easily defused by me, it's not the same as before! ”

"Really? You're still too conceited. ”

Jun Mo suddenly felt bad, and just then patronized and scolded the fellow disciple coldly, but he didn't notice that although the giant sword was broken, the shattered internal force did not fade at all.

"Imperial Logistics: Hanasan!"

Leng Leng also placed two fingers in front of the tip of his nose, and suddenly turned the ground, and the scattered fragments were mobile again, and they spun quickly and accurately across the throats of the soldiers, and spread out towards the horse team.

Seeing this, Jun Mo shouted: "Hmph! Little brute, you don't dare to confront me head-on, but you give priority to reducing our troops, do you think this will change the pattern of my Amazing Palace's unification of the monarch's court? Cowardly! ”

"You're wrong again, brother." said coldly: "Although I have a grudge against you, but I came here today because I have a military order, and with me and the master, I can hold back the three of you and the army of 20,000 people, and we have already completed the task assigned by the military advisor." ”

Jun Mo's eyes were shocked, and he suddenly waved a thick internal force with his big hand, dispelling the dense fog on the surface of the Weishui River, and empty boats with straw men floating in front of him.

Jun Mo was furious: "Opportunistic rats! ”

"Rats? Your Jinghong Palace is indeed unprecedentedly powerful, but even if my Hou Mansion is far from you, but in the midst of strategizing, you can also win thousands of miles away! ”

As he spoke, the southwest and northwest were all rising and flying backwards, and the line exploded in the air.

"Look, senior brother, that's our rat generation, the order to attack."