Chapter 136: The Game
"That new sect leader and the three envoys of Yunfeng can't even beat the Ming Sect's martial arts, is the Ming Sect Master's martial arts really that high?" Huangfu Qianqi looked surprised, stroked his white beard and looked at the sea and asked.
Luo Ji shook his head and said with a smile: "After Huoshan Ancestor traveled the world, the qualifications of several sect masters behind the Manichaeism were limited, and they failed to understand the divine skills of the Holy Fire Order, the Ming Sect was deeply rooted in the Central Plains, and the power was strong, and there were many masters in the sect, but the Manichaean sect leader did not lose, and the reason why he was deeply frustrated was a divine skill created by Zhu Mo. ”
"He is compassionate and has never practiced the slightest martial arts in his life, but when he was dying, he inadvertently combined all kinds of learning, spied into the mysteries of heaven and earth, and created a wonderful magic skill. ”
"Although the Manichaean Six Sacred Fire Divine Skills are extremely mysterious, only those who practice all the six Divine Skills can compare to the power of the six layers of this Great Shift, but the only one who practices the complete set of Sacred Fire Divine Skills is Huo Shan Ancestor, if Huo Shan Ancestor learns about the divine skills created by Zhu Mo, I am afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life. ”
When Luo Ji said this, he suddenly heard a whining cry from the sect, followed by a burst of strange laughter, Bai Yi was startled, he didn't even know that there was a master hiding here, this person's skill in restraining his breath was really wonderful.
"Woo, if the old thief of Huoshan knew, he would definitely beat his chest and cry, yes!"
Huangfu Qianqi's white eyebrows jumped slightly, and he shouted angrily: "Where did the thief come from, get out of here for the old man?"
"Ahh
Two screams rang out, and one of the Manichaeans came towards Rogie, who was extremely short, with yellow hair and golden eyes, thick lips and a collapsed nose, and an extremely ugly appearance.
Luo Ji smiled slightly, his plain white left hand twisted the fingers of his ring finger and thumb, the remaining finger was slightly relaxed, the figure of the old man changed, and his light skill was extremely high, and he jumped in front of Luo Ji in a blink of an eye.
"Bang. ”
The phantom of Rogie dodged the old man's attack heavily, his palm fingers contained the power of the sun and the moon, and the palm gesture flicked lightly towards the old man, the old man's figure was ethereal, and when the palm wind struck, it stirred up a huge air current, as if it was a storm.
The old man and Luo Ji's martial arts were unfathomable, the white-clothed sword eyebrows frowned slightly, Wulun Jin vaguely felt that the old man seemed familiar, he stared at the old man carefully, and found that he was actually disguised, who was he? There was such a profound martial art.
"What a good job. ”
The old man floated backwards and landed on the deck, smirking.
Huangfu Qianqi saw the old man's appearance clearly, sneered and swept up, blocked in front of Luo Ji and shouted angrily: "Brother Shuqi, I didn't expect you to dare to appear, the old man wants to poke you to the bones and ashes." ”
Luo Ji smiled faintly, Bai Yi knew that Luo Ji saw that the old man was not Brother Shuqi, why didn't she remind Huangfu Qianqi! Could it be that she wanted Huangfu Qianqi to test his details and then guess who it was?
Huangfu Qianqi is a legend of Miao Jiang's generation, he naturally has his superiority, he did not use the best black sword, but used the dust to test the old man, one finger clasped the black sword, can change instantly.
Huangfu Qianqi's Buddha dust is like a storm, sweeping with yin wind and evil spirit, soft and hard, opening and closing to a degree, dancing is both chic and elegant, and insidious and vicious.
This dust brushing skill is called a breath of dust, Huangfu Qianqi combined with the method of swallowing the aura of heaven and earth to create, the spirit of the swallow is compatible, the spirit of swallowing to the body circulates and grows together, the swallowed breath of true energy gathers the aura between heaven and earth, continuously, when the dust is waved, it is just like a thunderbolt, soft as water.
The old man's steps are smart, his palm is like an eraser, like a dark iron, yin and yang are mutually beneficial, skillfully dissolving the dust of Huangfu Qianqi's breath, as they fight, the void crackles, and there are faint traces of collapse.
"Huangfu Qianqi, you were in trouble with me everywhere during the Manichaean period, and today is your burial place. After the old man finished speaking, he also used a breath to blow the dust towards Huangfu Qianqi.
"You, you are so good at dusting in one breath, you are not Ge Shuqi, who are you?" Huangfu Qianqi watched the old man use his famous stunt, his face turned pale, and he shouted angrily.
The vest in white was wet with cold sweat, the old man's real strength was not visible, there was no trace, it was indeed extremely similar to Xiao Wuxianggong, the old man's momentum collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, his body gathered wisps of aura, his expression was solemn and calm, he did enter the realm of selflessness, but he always felt that something was wrong.
The old man didn't use his exercises to imitate the method of whisking the dust in one breath, but he used great wisdom to learn the method of whisking the dust in one breath in the process of fighting, with such a high level of martial arts comprehension, who is he?
Luo Ji was slightly surprised, her bright eyes turned sly, and she smiled slyly: "Zuo Envoy doesn't need to panic, the method of dusting in one breath is your famous skill, you know the gist, he is just learning and selling, you must not be blinded by his appearance." ”
Huangfu Qianqi heard Luo Ji's voice, knowing that the master could not be distracted, so he restrained his mind, did not dare to do his own thoughts, and concentrated on dismantling the old man, Huangfu could clearly feel that the old man's internal strength seemed to be converged, and it seemed to hide the real cultivation, and he couldn't help but be angry, and the dust dance became more and more fierce.
The old man greeted him and said with a smile: "Su asked the Wisdom King to see through anything, and today I saw that the name is really worthy of it, no wonder the Emperor Fu is willing to defect to the Wisdom King." ”
"Huh!"
Huangfu Qianqi listened to the old man laughing at himself, snorted coldly, the black sword was unsheathed, and the moment it was unsheathed, the night sky seemed to be split in half, and several black arc-shaped sword lights intertwined and slashed towards the old man, the sword light bred ghostly sword intent, and the void buzzed.
The old man's eyes shrunk, and he didn't dare to be careless, the palm wind of his palms roared like thunder, and the palm strength was endless, and every time Huangfu Qianqi's sword intent took his palm, he felt the energy of his body vibrate, and he couldn't help but be terrified.
The two of them made a move, no matter what trick the emperor Fu Qianqi made, the old man was able to use the same move against him most of the time, when he used the phantom sword technique, he thought that the situation could improve, who expected that the old man's true strength was surging like a storm, and he was suppressed to death.
"Phantoms. ”
Huangfu Qianqi's black robe flew, the black sword swept out in the air, exuding a shocking sword intent, conjuring up hundreds of ways that completely enveloped the old man, the void seemed to be cut off when the black sword flew, watching the black marks crossed by the black sword slowly heal, Bai Yi finally knew that Huangfu Qianqi was terrifying, he was not comparable to Gu Yifan, who had just entered the realm of refining gods.
Refining God Realm to Refining Void Realm is a permanent threshold, and some people spend hundreds of years not being able to cross it, and finally turn into a handful of loess, so there is a big difference between the strength of the God Refining Realm.
The old man's pupils shrank, and between the waves of his palms, the sea water was like an upside-down waterfall, turning into a fierce water column, as the old man's palm gradually closed, the water column turned into a sharp sword and slashed towards the black sword, its momentum was like a galloping horse, and it was like a meteorite smashing.
The cold light in the old man's eyes flashed slightly, and he took out a folding fan, which painted a peerless beauty, and when the folding fan waved, several fierce water columns condensed into a sharp sword and slashed towards Luo Ji.
"It's him, Jian Yuheng. ”
Bai Yi gritted his teeth tightly and glared at the old man, he was Jian Yuheng who framed himself and Zhiruo.
Luo Ji swiped his palm fingers lightly, several sword fingers swept out, crushing those sharp swords, the old man jumped out like a big bird, Luo Ji only felt a sinking body, and a very soft real energy sucked towards him, it was indeed a grappling method like a dragon snatcher, making people unavoidable.
"The left envoy of the emperor, leave it to me!"
Luo Ji looked at the old man's grappling method, his movements were light and ethereal, and he took out a three-inch-long black token, this black token is the holy fire order of the Persian general altar town religion, which is a mixed cast of platinum dark iron emery, the holy fire order seems to be transparent under the sun, not transparent, faintly flames take off, and the color is unpredictable.
Rogie's figure floated up and down like a ghost, as ethereal and dashing as a fairy, and even dodged the old man's attack with a very strange posture, and then attacked him at a tricky and strange angle.
Luo Ji pinched the strange gesture in her left hand, and held the Holy Fire Order in her right hand, when the Holy Fire Order was waved, the afterimage was heavy, like a shadow, and the moves were absurd and weird, the old man couldn't beat her, the two of them had more than ten moves, and the old man smiled: "Wisdom King, we all have some real skills." ”
"Could it be that they all have hidden strength. ”
Bai Yi and Huangfu Qianqi thought at the same time, Luo Ji's five fingers were slightly bent, his palm was upward, and the spiritual light between his fingers burst out, and he used a strange move to flick towards the old man's wrist.
The old man's face changed slightly, and he was shocked back a few steps by the rebound of his true strength, he smiled and waved his folding fan, and one twisted his body and ran towards Luo Ji, like a meteor falling from the sky, and slashed towards Luo Ji with one palm.
Luo Ji was as quiet as a virgin, moving like a cunning rabbit, her left palm changed slightly, and three fingers poked towards the old man's palm.
Luo Ji stepped back with a light skill, and said with a slight smile: "Your Excellency, as the palace master of the Bliss Palace, why do you pretend to be a ghost and dare not show your true face?"
"The Wisdom King is both civil and military, the country is beautiful and fragrant, and it is a rare exotic beauty in Yuheng, since the Wisdom King wants to see it, how can Yuheng not obey the reason, I am afraid that Yuheng will surprise the Wisdom King. ”
The old man smiled slightly, tore off the human skin mask, and smashed a flawless face into his eyes, his bones crackling, and his thin body gradually approached its most perfect form.
"Your Excellency has been watching for so long, don't you come out for a cup of tea?"
Bai Yi heard Luo Ji's voice, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, he simply tore off the human skin mask, and used the bird crossing technique to sweep towards the deck, haha laughed: "Miss Luo Ji, it's been a long time. ”
"Jian Yuheng, you are really calculating. ”
Luo Ji and Jian Yuheng both looked at Bai Yi, and Jian Yuheng had a cool smile on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to kill Bai Yi.
"Miss Rogie, there are many things I won't ask you, and you don't have to ask me any questions, I'll find out about the organization sooner or later. ”
Luo Ji looked forward to it slightly, and smiled in surprise: "We are really fated to give you the identity of inadvertently breaking my identity, so what should I do, I can only kill you." ”
Jian Yuheng took the jade fan and pointed at the white clothes with lightning speed, Luo Ji's gesture changed slightly, as if she was holding a vase to sprinkle water, and the sword qi swept out towards the white clothes.
"Bang. ”
Jian Yuheng took a few steps back, it turned out that when Luo Ji's sword qi was about to shoot into Bai Yi's chest, he turned back and shot towards Jian Yuheng, Jian Yuheng suffered a loss, and said with a smile: "Since it is Luo Ji girl who protects him, how can Yu Heng kill him, farewell!"
Jian Yuheng whistled, and a snow-white strange bird gradually swept over, he swept over the strange bird, laughed and walked away. (To be continued.) )