Chapter 334: Heavenly Fu Zhenren

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged Confucian frowned, threw the feather fan in his hand forward, and several magic methods were smashed into it in a flash.

I saw the red feather fan shine brightly, and after a dripping turn in midair, it turned into a red phoenix the size of three or four zhang.

The red phoenix was wrapped in a layer of red flames, and as soon as it took shape, it exuded a blazing heat.

"Go," the middle-aged Confucian swooped at the black crow lightly, and the red phoenix let out a clear chirp, spread its wings, turned into a red light, and met the black crow.

The black crow flicked its wings, and dozens of black fireballs flashed out and shot towards the red phoenix.

The red phoenix was not afraid of this, and slammed it at the opposite side, and immediately the dense fire feathers shot out like crossbow arrows.

A burst of "boom boom" sounded, and the fire feather collided with the black fireball, bursting out a large wave of blazing air, sweeping out in all directions, and the wave of air blowing towards the green dragon boat was stopped by the golden circle.

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a huge black fork with a length of a foot shot from the air, aiming directly at the middle-aged Confucian student.

The middle-aged Confucian student's face did not change, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a palm-sized silver stone inkstone.

This stone inkstone is snow-white, the style is very simple, and there is still a little ink flowing slowly in the washing tank.

I saw that the middle-aged Confucian shook his sleeves, and the silver stone inkstone flew to the sky above his head, and then pinched it with one hand, and three silver magic shots shot into the silver stone inkstone.

The silver stone inkstone suddenly released a burst of silver light, and it spun down in mid-air, rising to a size of more than ten zhang out of thin air.

"Pour!"

The middle-aged Confucian shouted.

I saw that after the silver stone inkstone trembled slightly, the inkstone tilted slightly, and a large stream of black ink like a waterfall poured from it.

After a large stream of ink dripped and swirled in mid-air, it protected the middle-aged Confucian from head to toe.

With a "bang", the black giant fork was blocked by the black ink, unable to hurt the middle-aged Confucian inside.

With a "whoosh", a silver light flashed and slammed into the black giant fork.

The black giant fork immediately flew upside down, and the silver light was indeed a silver ring the size of a zhang, and a large number of silver arcs flickered on the surface.

After the black giant fork stopped, it pounced on the middle-aged Confucian again.

The silver-robed man's right hand was lightly tapped, and the silver ring immediately turned into a silver light and greeted him.

After the middle-aged Confucian snorted lightly, his fingers lightly touched the black ink around him, and after the black ink tumbled and surged, a black dragon more than ten zhang long was conjured, and he flew towards the black giant fork with teeth and claws.

Wang Changsheng, who was standing on the deck, witnessed the fighting methods of the two sides, and his mind couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Is this the fighting method of the monks of the Yudan period? Sure enough, it is not comparable to that of the foundation building monks. ”

Compared with the monks of the Yudan period, the fighting methods between the monks of the foundation building can only be regarded as a small fight.

Wang Changsheng was originally a little proud of his strength, but after watching the fighting methods of several senior uncles, this pride disappeared without a trace.

This is the real powerhouse, this is the real immortal cultivator.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng's heart towards the Tao became extremely firm, and he longed in his heart that one day he could also have such earth-shaking powers.

Just when Wang Changsheng was full of thoughts in his heart, a loud shout came from afar:

"Man and sword are one. ”

Wang Changsheng looked at the source of the voice, and saw that the body of the yellow-robed old man moved, and the whole person, together with the red short sword in his hand, instantly turned into a dazzling red rainbow, and rolled towards the black giant scorpion not far away.

The speed of the red rainbow was extremely fast, and after a flash, it reached a place three or four meters in front of the black giant scorpion.

Feeling the astonishing momentum of the red rainbow, the black giant scorpion was shocked, but now it can't dodge, so it can only be hard-connected.

I saw it let out a strange scream, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a large green poisonous mist, submerging its body.

At this time, the red rainbow also flashed.

With a scream, the red rainbow passed through the green mist, and the body of the black giant scorpion fell from the green mist.

After the red rainbow slashed the black giant scorpion, it quickly rolled towards the black-robed man, and after two flashes, it appeared not far in front of the black-robed man.

Seeing this, the black-robed man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and spewed out a small shield as black as ink.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the figure of the black-robed man quickly retreated, appearing hundreds of feet behind him.

"Boom" with a loud bang, the red rainbow collided with the black shield fiercely, and a large wave of air erupted, the black shield immediately flew out upside down, and flew upside down for more than ten meters before stopping, and was slammed by the red rainbow, there was a sword mark several feet long, and the light of the black shield was also a little dim, obviously, this blow, the black shield was not lightly injured.

Seeing this, the black-robed man's eyes flashed, his sleeves shook, and a silver light flashed out, but it was a silver scroll.

I saw his finger lightly touch the silver painting scroll, and with a "bang", the silver painting scroll opened in mid-air, and there were hundreds of black crows in the painting.

The black-robed man's ten fingers changed rapidly, and as soon as he pointed forward, a black rune flashed out, and after dripping and condensing in the void, it was imprinted on the picture scroll.

A strange chirp rang out.

The silver scroll suddenly burst into silver light, and hundreds of black crows several feet in size flew out of it.

With a loud "boom", the red rainbow cut off the black shield and shot towards the black-robed man.

Seeing this, the black-robed man was furious, and his fingers hurriedly rushed to the opposite side, and hundreds of black crows let out strange screams, flapping their wings, and met the red rainbow.

With a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, the red rainbow cut more than a dozen black crows into several pieces.

But at this moment, the black-robed man pinched the trick with one hand and said an obscure word.

With a few loud "booms", a small half of the black crow burst open, turning into a black flame, enveloping the red rainbow.

A moment later, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and a red rainbow flew out of the black flames, but the direction of flight was to turn away from the black-robed man.

The red rainbow finally stopped in the void hundreds of zhang, and the red light flashed, revealing the figure of the yellow-robed old man.

At this time, the old man in the yellow robe was extremely pale, there was a wisp of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was carrying a dim red short sword in his hand.

At this time, the remaining hundred or so black crows turned into a black cloud and pounced on the yellow-robed old man.

Seeing this, the old man in the yellow robe, whose face changed greatly, saw him flip with one hand, and a golden jade ruler with a length of a ruler appeared in his hand, and with a wave of it forward, the golden jade ruler sprayed out a golden light, turning into a golden light curtain and protecting him inside.

At this time, the black crow also pounced, hitting the golden light curtain one after another, turning into a large black flame, drowning the body of the yellow-robed old man.

The mana of the yellow-robed old man continued to pour into the golden jade ruler, but the golden light curtain gradually dimmed.

Seeing this scene, the blue-robed old man on the deck of the dragon boat changed his face, his body shook, and he flew out of the golden magic circle and shot towards the location of the yellow-robed old man.

But at this moment, a black python more than ten zhang long flew over and stopped the blue-robed old man.

Above the head of the black python stood a fat middle-aged woman, she looked at the blue-robed old man with a smile, and said in the not very skilled Da Song dialect: "If you want to save people, pass me first." ”

The blue-robed old man's face sank, his sleeves shook, and a blue flashing flying knife flashed out and shot towards the black python.

The middle-aged woman raised her right hand, and a black flying knife flew out of it, facing the blue flying knife.

Obviously, it is impossible for a middle-aged woman to let the old man in the blue robe go over to save the old man in the yellow robe.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the Taiqing Palace disciples on the dragon boat were tense, and they could also see that the two sides were falling into a stalemate stage, and if the old man in the yellow robe was defeated, it was very likely to cause a comprehensive rout.

Once these uncles are defeated, their fate will never be much better.

Wu Ling'er bit her red lip, and her eyes showed a thick look of worry.

"Dare to make a move on the people of our Taiqing Palace, don't you want to live?" At this moment, a deep voice came from the sky, resounding through the sky.

As soon as the words fell, the black flames fluctuated in the air, and a large blue hand of several feet appeared without warning, and quickly grabbed the black flames below.

"Poof", the black flame was grabbed and extinguished by the big blue hand, revealing the figure of the old man in the yellow robe.

At this time, there was no trace of blood on the face of the yellow-robed old man, and the golden light curtain covered by it was as faint as transparent, and it might collapse at any time.

"Who, dare to spoil my good deeds," the black-robed man's face immediately sank when he saw this, and said unceremoniously, his divine sense swept around.

"No need to look for it, I'm here. ”

As soon as the words fell, the space near the yellow-robed old man fluctuated, and a middle-aged man with a white face suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man was wearing a blue robe, his face did not show the slightest joy and anger, and his body exuded strong mana fluctuations.

"Uncle Fu," seeing the middle-aged man, the yellow-robed old man said with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Grandfather," Fu Mingzhu on the deck said in surprise when he saw the middle-aged man's beautiful face.