Chapter 22: The Man Who Returned from Hell
(The first shift, the second shift is around 12 o'clock)
Since Zhao Fan and the three of them are all masters, once they start to carry light skills, the speed is almost better than that of galloping horses, and it didn't take long for them to run out of the south gate of Jingzhou.
As for the location of the "Tianning Temple", Zhao Fan only knew that the general location was "south and west of the city", and did not know the exact location. In desperation, the three of them could only rush all the way to the southwest, preparing to see passers-by and ask questions. However, to the surprise of the three of them, before they left the city, the location of Tianning Temple was settled-
Even though they were still quite far away, the faint sound of sword collision and internal force roaring from the air reminded them that just nearby, not too far away, several martial arts masters who were not weak in martial arts were going all out to fight for life and death!
"Huh, over there!"
The iron hand with the strongest internal strength among the three frowned, and after listening carefully, he immediately judged the direction where the voice came from.
This place is located in the south of Gangneung City, and the people who fight each other have good cultivation, so there is no need to say much about where it is.
The three of them looked at each other, and in the blink of an eye, they had already made a decision.
I only heard the iron hand shouting: "Go!"
The three of them who were scurrying suddenly stopped, and with a slight touch of the ground, they immediately turned around and ran towards the source of the sound without slowing down.
"Bang!
As the distance got closer, the sound of swords and shouts of killing in the wind gradually became clear.
Judging from the sound of this fight, the three of them felt that the few people who were fighting should be difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in a short period of time, and if they broke out rashly, I am afraid that it would cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.
Under Zhao Fan's construction, the three of them did not appear immediately, but hid in the small forest beside the road, first taking advantage of the gap between the forests to observe the battle situation ahead.
With the blessing of strong internal force, the eyesight of the three masters is naturally far beyond ordinary people, and even if they are separated by a distance of more than 100 zhang, they can still clearly see the situation in the field.
As the three expected, the deserted small temple not far from the forest is the Tianning Temple where the "Treasure of Liancheng" is located, although the walls and roofs have fallen into decay because of disrepair, but on the plaque above the temple gate, the three gold lacquer mottled characters still prove unmistakably that this place is indeed the "Tianning Temple".
In the open space in front of this desolate ancient temple, three old men in different clothes, each holding their swords, started a unique battle. The sharp-eyed Zhao Fan recognized at a glance that among the three old men, the one in brocade clothes was the "Five Cloud Hand" Wan Zhenshan! And the strength of the other two old men, at a glance, was not even under Wan Zhen Mountain, and when Zhao Fan took a closer look at the swordsmanship they used, he found that the swordsmanship of the two of them was exactly the same as that of Wan Zhenshan.
With such strength, and using the same swordsmanship as Wan Zhenshan, the identities of the two old men are obviously about to come out, they are the two junior disciples of Wan Zhenshan, the "Land Divine Dragon" Yan Daping, and the "Iron Rope Hengjiang" Qi Changfa!
Because the three of them have similar skills, martial arts are also the same one, and they know each other's roots, if the three of them decide each other to live and die, I am afraid that no one will be able to win in a short time.
However, at this moment, the situation on the field is not the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that everyone cares about, but the weaker Yan Daping and Qi Changfa are two against one, forming a joint attack on the strongest Wan Zhen Mountain!
Knowing that these two juniors and disciples were not fuel-efficient lamps, Wan Zhenshan, who was facing the attack, did not try to fight back, but just kept running more than a dozen defensive moves in the "Tang Poetry Swordsmanship", swearing to defend the door to the death.
Relying on this almost turtle shell-like style of play, Wan Zhenshan was able to barely maintain the battle line under the joint attack of the two junior disciples, and he was able to keep it safe for a long time.
However, in the eyes of the three Iron Hands who were onlookers, Wan Zhen Mountain's defense was about to reach its limit. If you continue to fight according to this posture, I am afraid that it will not be long before Wanzhen Mountain will usher in a fatal fiasco!
It was too late to say that it was too fast, and in a matter of moments, the shape of the field had changed dramatically.
Just when Wan Zhenshan once again successfully stopped Qi Changfa from stabbing in his chest, Yan Daping, who was full of real power on the side, finally saw the opportunity and shot with all his might!
I saw that the old man dressed as a beggar suddenly let out a long shout, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a snow-white light, swept up from below, bringing a terrible sound of wind and thunder, which was the most irreversible blow among the several killing moves of the "Tang Poetry Swordsmanship" - the sunset shines on the banner, and the horse roars in the wind Xiao Xiao!
This style of sword move was taken from the Southern Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu decades ago, and it is rumored to be created by Du Fu's friend, "Qinglian Sword Immortal" Li Bai.
At this moment, a move has been made, Yan Daping's body is impressively hidden in the image of the iron horse, and the edge of the long sword is like being charged by thousands of soldiers at the same time, and in one move, the lethality has increased by more than three times, vowing to divide the sword of Wanzhen Mountain!
Seeing the scene in front of him, Xi Qiuya couldn't help frowning.
Although he had listened carefully before, he had a rough understanding of Wan Zhen Mountain's personality, but Xi Qiuya was a guest invited by Wan Zhen Mountain after all, and he really couldn't sit back and watch his acquaintance die tragically on the spot.
However, he had just straightened up and had not yet made a move, but Zhao Fan on the side suddenly made a move and grabbed his wrist.
"Brother Xi, don't panic!
"Oh?!"
Suddenly being pulled by someone, Xi Qiuya was startled at first, and then instinctively exerted his strength, wanting to shake Zhao Fan's involvement.
However, at the same time as Zhao Fan spoke, an inexplicable feeling suddenly climbed into his heart, making the strength on Xi Qiuya's arm uncontrollable, and at the same time, his eyes widened, and he turned his head sharply, looking at the rear of the battlefield, the direction of Tianning Temple.
As if reflecting Zhao Fan's words - a wonderful scene really happened!
Seeing that Yan Daping was about to perform a sword performance, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted in the ruined Tianning Temple. In the next moment, a black lightning bolt suddenly shot out from inside the temple gate, impartially hitting Yan Daping's sword body, and crushing this kind of life-fighting move on the spot.
The move was broken, Yan Daping only felt a powerful internal breath, and he collided back from the hilt of the sword, and for a while his face was like Zhu Chi, and he had to perform exercises again and again, which suppressed the power of this mere blow. And what shocked everyone even more was that when they took a closer look, they found that the "black lightning" that defeated Yan Daping with one blow was not any famous secret weapon, just an ordinary plum branch that was less than a footage!
"Yes...... Who is it?!"
Qi Changfa, who had seen the whole process clearly, took a few steps back, and asked sharply in the direction of the Tianning temple gate.
He was quick to get an answer.
I saw that in the shadow inside the temple gate, a tall, thin and clear figure walked out slowly.
When he walked into the sunlight and revealed his true face, the faces of the three Wan Zhenshan brothers in the field suddenly changed color, and the three senior brothers who were supposed to fight for life and death suddenly took an arrow step at this moment, and they were close together, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was raised together, firmly pointing at the person who stepped out of the temple gate.
"Why? Looks like you're not welcoming as a teacher anymore?"
The old man who walked out of the temple, the white beard on his lips fluttered in the wind, and he smiled at the three people of Wanzhen Mountain.
"Oh, yes, of course you're not going to welcome that. Hey, thirteen years ago, the three of you brothers first poisoned and plotted, and then joined forces to attack, all they thought was to ruin my old life. Today, seeing that the teacher is still in the world, the three good disciples will of course never be happy. ”
"For this, it is understandable for the teacher. The old man stroked his long beard lightly and nodded as if he understood very much, "However, I am very happy to meet again today. ”
"I think that the three of you brothers killed the teacher for the sake of the 'Liancheng Jue', and today they are reunited because of the 'Liancheng Jue', which really responds to the sentence in the secret text of the formula. ”
The old man, the mentor of Wan Zhenshan and others, should have been killed by their hot hands thirteen years ago, the famous martial arts of Hunan and Hubei, the head of the "Tang Poetry Sword School", "Iron Bone Ink Calyx" Mei Niansheng said in a mansheng voice.
"'The Buddha statue in the main hall of Tianning Temple in the south and west of Gangneung City, worship it sincerely, pray through the spirits, and bless it if you come, and you will be blissful in your life' - I have worshiped this Buddha several times for the teacher, and sure enough, if I come to bless it, I will get a great revenge. As for a few good boys......"
Speaking of this, the smile on Mei Niansheng's face suddenly flickered, and when he looked up again, his eyes were already red, and his face was full of hideous and terrifying looks.
"Hey, since the teacher has made up his mind to send you on the road with his own hands, he naturally won't let you kill each other. If you still cherish your life, work hard, and stab your teacher hard as you did thirteen years ago!"
Mei Niansheng said with a sneer.
"Otherwise, don't blame the teacher for being ruthless, I'll send you to the West Pole of your life, and go to listen to the lecture in front of the seat!"
Before the words fell, a thunderous sword light suddenly rose into the sky.
The thirteen-year-old "Divine Illumination Sutra" divine skill was launched with all its might, and the powerful aura turned into a terrifying and terrifying air current, which exploded far and wide.
Even if they were more than 100 zhang away, Zhao Fan and the others who were in the woods still felt this inexplicable terrifying force, and at the same time felt the monstrous hatred in Mei Niansheng's heart.
Compared with the three Zhao Fan, who were far away, the Wan Zhenshan brothers who were on the battlefield were naturally the first to bear the brunt.
Thirteen years ago, it was precisely in order to avoid facing such divine power that the three of them chose to use poison and backstabbing to weaken Mei Niansheng's combat effectiveness first, but even in that situation, the three senior brothers were almost desperate, and they successfully knocked the master into the river.
However, now, the master who should have died tragically in Luojiang has reappeared in front of him. And his "Shenzhao Gong", which shocked the martial arts, was still extremely strong as it was back then.
However, this does not mean that the three are willing to sit still. Although it was only possible to kill this hateful old thing with poison and backstabbing thirteen years ago, after thirteen years of growth, the three brothers and sisters have long since changed from what they used to be, and they will no longer be shaken by the strength of their opponents.
"Anyway, killing once is killing, killing twice is also killing, since this old thing is looking for death by itself, and wants to reappear in front of our eyes, let our senior brothers join forces again and send this old thing back to the underworld!"
Saying this, the three senior brothers each gathered their whole body strength and rushed towards Mei Niansheng frantically.
"Kill!"
With the shouts of the senior brother Wan Zhenshan, this ruthless master-apprentice death match finally broke out vigorously in front of the gate of the treasure of Liancheng!