Chapter Twenty-Six: The Attack of the Wise of the Dead
"Good!"
As soon as the word 'good' fell, Duan Chen flew into the air like an arrow from the string, his white brocade robe fluttering in the wind, his long hair flying, quite chic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Qiao Feng laughed when he saw this, slapped the railing, and also flew into the air.
Seeing Qiao Feng chasing after him, Duan Chen smiled slightly, and Ling Bo accelerated sharply in his slight steps, heading out of the city.
Both of them are masters of the innate stage, and the true qi in their bodies resonates with heaven and earth, and they are endless, so when they perform light skills, they don't care about the consumption of true qi at all, and they both do their best.
I only heard the wind whistling in my ears, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them crossed the city.
It's just that when Qiao Feng flew by, it was more like borrowing brute force to rampage, although the speed was not slow, but it was somewhat heavy.
But Duan Chen is different, every time he lands, he passes by like a dragonfly in the water, and his figure is elegant, like a Lingbo immortal, leisurely, elegant, and chic.
The two of them ran out of the city and continued to walk towards the barren mountains outside the city.
"No, no need!" Qiao Feng saw that Duan Chen was flying farther and farther, but he tried his best but still couldn't catch up with Duan Chen, but was pulled farther and farther, and said loudly at the moment,
"Brother Duan, there is no need to compare, you are extremely slight, I lost. ”
Hearing this, Duan Chen stopped his figure, and then turned back.
In terms of light skills, Ling Bo micro-step is the world's first footwork, although Qiao Feng has a deep true spirit, his palm power is domineering. But there is a specialization in the art industry, and compared to the speed of light work, Qiao Feng is still slightly inferior.
"Brother Duan, I really opened my eyes today. Qiao Feng exclaimed, "I didn't expect that there are such wonderful light skills in the world, not only is the speed extremely fast, but also fluttering like a fairy when flying, as if you can return by the wind at any time, it's really free!"
"Brother Qiao's good eyesight!" Duan Chen said with a smile, "I can't hide it, my light skill is from the Freedom Sect's Ling Bo Weibu, not only can I use the I Ching 8864 hexagrams as the basis to avoid the attacks of many enemies when facing the enemy, but it is also a supreme method of flying with qi." ”
"Flying with Qi?" Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Is there really such a wonderful light skill in the world?"
"Naturally, there is. Duan Chen nodded, and then said, "The essence of my Ling Bo Weibu is that I can fly in the air, but the distance of the flight depends on the cultivator's own skill. The younger brother is not talented, and he has not yet reached that level of skill. ”
Duan Chen's words did not deceive Qiao Feng, in fact, those who cultivated Ling Bo Weibu, if they could reach extremely deep strength, they could indeed fly over rivers and valleys, or even farther.
When flying, the whole body can fly without moving, or you can walk on the air with two feet as if walking on the ground, with a chic demeanor, as if walking in the void.
However, when it reaches that level, Lingbo Weibu should be called the Great Lingbo Weibu.
"There really is such a strange art in the world, I underestimated the heroes of the world. Qiao Feng sighed, then remembered something, and asked, "Brother Duan, you just said that your Ling Bo Weibu is from the Freedom Sect, which shows that this sect is really wonderful. But why have I never heard of this sect?"
"The Xiaoyao faction is an unborn Taoist sect, which pays attention to escapism and retreat, and it is not surprising that Brother Qiao does not know. ”
"Brother Duan said this, I really want to meet this master of the Easy Sect. Qiao Feng poured out a trace of yearning, "The light skills of this sect are so mysterious, presumably other martial arts also have their own uniqueness." ”
"It's really unique," Duan Chen nodded, "Moreover, the martial arts heritage of this faction is deeper than that of the Beggar Gang and Shaolin." ”
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Feng was suddenly shocked, in today's rivers and lakes, Shaolin and the beggar gang are the two major forces. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the one who holds the bull's ear, but I didn't expect that there are sects that are stronger than the beggar gang and Shaolin.
And, more importantly, he didn't even know it.
Qiao Feng lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, Duan Chen hugged his fists, "It's really a great pleasure in life to be able to drink wine with Brother Qiao today, but brother, I still have something to do, and now I'm leaving." ”
"Brother, what are you going to do, is it really an urgent matter?" Qiao Feng raised his head and asked eagerly.
When he met Duan Chen, Qiao Feng felt quite a bosom friend, but before he could talk and exchange martial arts, Duan Chen was about to leave, which made him very reluctant.
"It's really a very important thing," Duan Chen saw the reluctance in Qiao Feng's eyes, and chuckled, "Brother Qiao doesn't have to be like this, although there are banquets in the world, but the world is so big, we will always meet again." ”
"At that time, brother, I, will teach you the eighteen palms of the dragon descending. ”
"Well, since you have something big to do, Qiao is not easy to stop. Qiao Feng wanted to ask what was going on, but Duan Chen didn't say it, and he didn't want to ask.
"Brother Qiao, we'll see you another day, and we'll have another drink when the time comes!" Duan Chen hugged his fists, and then his body flickered, turning into a vague afterimage and heading towards the restaurant in the city.
When Duan Chen walked away, Qiao Feng suddenly came to his senses and asked loudly, "Qiao still doesn't know Brother Duan's name, can he leave his name?"
"My name is Duan Chen, and the white-clothed sword god is also!"
A voice came from afar.
Qiao Feng saw Duan Chen's figure completely disappear from view before he let out a long sigh.
After some communication with Duan Chen, he learned that there were still hidden powerful sects such as the Freedom Sect in the world, which made Qiao Feng almost feel like a frog at the bottom of the well.
There is a free sect in the world, is there any other hidden sect?
All this, Qiao Feng is not clear.
'Brother Duan left in a hurry, but unfortunately he hasn't learned his swordsmanship yet, it's a pity,' Qiao Feng muttered to himself, "Since he is called the Sword God, presumably the Sword Law is extremely supreme, I don't know, can the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending be able to carry it..."
Speaking of this, Qiao Feng suddenly remembered Duan Chen's strange palm power, the feeling of facing the vast ocean, he couldn't forget it for the rest of his life.
Thinking of Duan Chen's miraculous light skills again, Qiao Feng became more and more frightened.
"Brother Duan has hunted a lot, but I only have eighteen palms of dragon descending, if I really fight with Brother Duan, I'm afraid, I'm not his opponent." ”
Qiao Feng stood in place, stunned.
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Back at the restaurant, Duan Chen mounted the Demon Scale Beast and galloped straight in the direction of Dali.
After a day of hurrying, under the powerful foot power of the Demon Scale Beast, Duan Chen had already passed through the Central Plains and returned to Dali.
As soon as he returned to Dali, a pair of cavalry was ushered in on the opposite side, led by Fu Sigui.
"Your Highness, you're finally back!" Fu Sigui hurriedly dismounted and said happily, "The emperor asked me to wait everywhere to find His Highness, but I didn't expect His Highness to go to the Central Plains, fortunately you came back in time, otherwise it would be a big mistake!"
"What's the matter, something big has happened?" Duan Chen's heart sank suddenly.
Could it be, it was Hatomachi calling, right?
"Back to Your Highness, today there is a Tibetan monk here, that person claims to be the Great Wheel of Tubo King Jiu Mozhi, and he is also a national teacher. Fu Sigui explained, "That monk wants the sword spectrum of our six-vein divine sword, and now he has gone to Tianlong Temple. ”
"Dalun Ming King Gu Mozhi?" Duan Chen snorted, "I'll break his broken wheel today, see if he dares to claim to be the Ming King!"
"Your Highness, let's go, the emperor and Master Kurong want you to learn the Six Veins Divine Sword, and Prince Yu has been waiting in Tianlong Temple for a long time. ”
Before Fu Sigui finished speaking, Duan Chen rode away on the Demon Scale Beast like the wind, leaving everyone who stayed in place.
The speed of the demonic scale beast was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the Tianlong Temple, at this time, the gate of the Tianlong Temple was closed, and Duan Chen's figure was vertical, directly over the wall.
As soon as he entered the Tianlong Temple, there was a rude voice with contempt,
"The Six-Vein Divine Sword is in vain! Even if it forms a sword formation, it is not as sharp as the Poor Monk's Flame Knife!"
A big monk with a leopard head and eyes and a fierce face appeared in the palm of his hand, and he laughed arrogantly with one enemy and six.
As soon as the words fell, Gu Mozhi suddenly sensed something, turned his head suddenly, and just saw Duan Chen flying in the air.
"Boy, who are you?!" shouted Kumachi.
"It doesn't matter who I am. Duan Chen flew through the air, his voice was like rolling spring thunder, exploding all around, "You just said that the six-vein divine sword is not good?
Duan Chen, who was in mid-air, swung his Xuantie heavy sword and slashed suddenly!
In the next moment, thousands of dense sword lights suddenly appeared, and they rushed away towards the overwhelming pressure of Gu Mozhi!