Chapter 132: Hands-on

Several different pieces of talisman paper around his waist were quietly urged.

"Quicksand ......"

The rosewood floor under the Taoist's feet quickly disappeared, and a swirling whirlpool of quicksand appeared out of thin air.

Before the Qingyang Daoist used his light body kung fu to pull out the feet that had overflowed his ankles from the quicksand, another low groan sounded.

"Vine ......"

Four or five verdant vines of plants quickly pierced through the wooden floor, emerging from under the ground, tightly binding the Daoist's legs, waist and abdomen, and even extending upwards along the body, breaking the Daoist's two-handed movements that were about to pinch and cast spells.

Because of the relationship between the materials of the millennium dryad's associated vines added in the process of making talismans, these vines not only grow extremely fast, but also have extremely strong toughness, even if they are cut with a treasure knife and blade, not to mention this Qingyang Taoist who has never practiced body refining kung fu and is dedicated to studying magic powers.

This is just the beginning.

Seeing that the two moves had achieved the expected effect, Chen Fusheng smiled slightly, twitched his hands, and each took out a stack of talisman paper from his waist, and after attaching his true qi, he raised it out of thin air.

There was a crackling sound one after another.

The thirteen ice condensing talismans in his left hand had turned into a huge ice dragon that was far more than the water dragon of the Qingyang Dao people, and it came with a severe cold air.

The flame talisman on the right hand is different, it is not one under the technique of "rain in the sky", but suddenly becomes larger, turning into more than a dozen red fireballs the size of a human head in the air, hitting the major points around the Taoist.

After Chen Fusheng did this, he didn't stop moving, and with the natural droop of his arm after casting the spell, his right hand suddenly accelerated down and up.

A streak of green appeared in the ice dragon fireball.

At this time, the Qingyang Dao people, who had experienced many battles, finally reacted, and the Dao robe was self-puffing without wind, and even his figure became taller and more majestic than before.

This does not belong to the outer door of the mortal world, but is caused by the black qi that keeps pouring out of the sleeve robe.

This is not an ordinary black qi, but it is condensed from the yin qi of the underground.

As soon as the evil qi came out, not only did the quicksand whirlpool under his feet stop rotating, but the vines on his body lost their verdant color, instantly withered yellow, and broke apart inch by inch, and the ice dragon coiled on his body shattered into ice cubes and continued to fall from his body.

As soon as the restraint was removed, the people of Qingyang Dao felt like a fish in water, like a dragon returning to the sea, and they suddenly became relaxed.

With a cruel smile, there was an extra Sanqing bell in his hand out of thin air, and he had already made up his mind: he must break this kid's body into ten thousand pieces.

Stretching out his hand and shaking the bell, the Qingyang Daoist subconsciously urged the true qi in his body to take down Chen Fusheng, but he only felt that the dantian and the sea of qi were empty, and there was no real qi mana left.

Qingyang Daoist suddenly panicked, looked down, only to find a short sword hovering around his body, and the slightest bit of it was inserted in the sea of qi.

It turned out that Chen Fusheng was between the talismans, and when everyone's vision was blurred, he had already smashed the Qiushui Sword into the body of the ice dragon transformed by the ice condensing talisman.

If you don't find it, once you find it, the face of Qingyang Dao people suddenly turns from a powder to a sallow yellow.

opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Chen Fusheng didn't give him this opportunity.

With a secret voice, the Qiushui Sword, which had been tempered by the "Green Worm Sword Codex", was twisted fiercely, completely shattering the sea of qi.

Looking at the fallen body of Qingyang Daoren, Chen Fusheng was also embarrassed.

This can be regarded as the first cultivator he really killed, and his cultivation is even higher than the others.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Fusheng came up with dozens of talismans, didn't give him any time to react, and didn't even use the most fundamental evil qi, Chen Fusheng really wouldn't have been able to do anything to him.

After all, there is still a layer of cultivation behind, plus there are two masters who are extraordinary and waiting for the opportunity to move.

Otherwise, one-on-one Chen Fusheng really wanted to have a good fight with this Taoist priest.

However, now the situation has really been reversed, and the most powerful Qingyang Dao person on the other side has been overturned, and the remaining people are no different from the fish and meat slaughtered by the benevolent people on the chopping board.

Replenishing the body of the Qingyang Daoist with a sword qi, Chen Fusheng looked at the three men and one woman opposite.

This battle was like a rabbit falling from a duck, and the two of them ended in an instant before they had time to join the battle.

And before Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Duchess of the Kingdom and the Duchess of the Kingdom, could react from Chen Fusheng's appearance, she saw that the Qingyang Taoist priest who was still talking and laughing just now was already lying in a pool of blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Although the woman's heart is ruthless and ruthless, she has always been pampered, and she has killed a few servants and maids at most on weekdays with her high status, where has she ever faced this kind of life-and-death battle.

A heart-rending scream resounded through the spacious study, if it weren't for the soundproofing notes laid by Chen Fusheng that still worked, I was afraid that the entire Fuguo Mansion would be able to hear this sound.

As if feeling Chen Fusheng's dislike, this Fu Guogong, who was usually hesitant but a little decisive, slashed his wife in the neck with a knife.

The whole world fell silent.

Leaving his wife in the care of the two of them, the auxiliary prince slowly moved forward, respectfully and unfamiliarly made a big salute, bowed his head and asked: "This immortal chief doesn't know what to order, Xiangyu but there is something he can do, he will definitely not refuse." ”

Looking at this appreciative, smart and decisive Fuguo Duke, Chen Fusheng was in a dilemma, in fact, he really didn't know what to do with this Fuguo Duke and the Duchess of Guo.

He just came tonight to see who was interested in the He family, and he didn't plan to do it, and what he brought with him was just a precaution, no one thought that somehow, that Taoist priest actually saw through his hidden methods, forcing him to kill people to protect himself, and he fell into this dilemma.

Killing all of them with one sword is naturally the most refreshing, and judging from the fact that the two of them sent people to investigate his behavior, Chen Fusheng would not have the slightest psychological burden if he killed these people.

Originally, no matter how noble the status of a secular person was, he couldn't get into his eyes, but he didn't have to think about it to know that with the identity background of these two people, as long as he died. Daqi is afraid that he will be caught in a violent storm.

He also understands some things now, but he is afraid that the government and politics of Daqi are very involved, and there may be many high-ranking people, and the sect is involved behind the layout.

Rushing to poke out a big hole, who knows what the consequences will be.

It's better to do something with the identity of the other party, maybe there will be some unexpected effects. At the very least, Chen Fusheng still appreciates their ability to gather information.

Chen Fusheng's silence obviously made Zhu Xiangyu understand something, and his words became more earnest.