She is Jianxiu

Chapter 199 Chapter one hundred and ninety-eight

The woman in cassock jumped onto the battle platform, looking calm and relaxed.

Zhao Chun's unceremonious words of retaliation fell into her ears, and she could only smile contemptuously.

From the moment she touched the stage with her toes, the battle had already begun. The woman's azure cassock was made into a skirt, and the skirt danced like a peacock's feathers when she stepped on. The device should be the vestment itself!

Sure enough, seeing the woman on the opposite side take three steps forward, step by step like a dance, the momentum of the tide rushes towards her face, and the dazzling brilliance radiates from her cassock, reflecting her holy and proud face like a descended fairy.

"It's Jin Luo Fairy Geng Manyuan!" A soldier of the Tongdao Battalion in the audience recognized the woman's identity, and was overjoyed immediately, exclaiming her name.

It's just that she didn't know her name and surname Zhao Chun, so she turned her eyebrows coldly, even if the other party was Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, she didn't ask her to back down.

The momentum of the two collided in front of them, and Geng Manyuan's true energy flooded in like a tide, but Zhao Chun remained motionless like a rock, splitting the huge waves that were about to reach the sky into two, and then the rock turned into a giant sword, Sword Qi Dasheng directly slapped the tide back.

Kong fights with the power of true energy, but Zhao Chun, who is in the late stage of foundation establishment, is the one who wins!
"Shangzong disciples, stepping up the steps is like drinking water, which can be seen." Pu Zhangfenxuan touched his nose in the stands, and suddenly remembered that when he was still in the Shaowei Army Garrison, the one he saw was also from Zhaoyan's Qimen. The Ningyuan cultivator who overthrew more than a dozen camps in a row couldn't help but sigh how terrifying Dazong is.

But the guards in the field did not have his awareness, and stared blankly at the platform. Geng Manyuan's face turned pale, and he staggered back half a step. His previous composure had turned to guard, his beautiful eyes stared in surprise, his white teeth clenched his lower lip bite.

She moved her lips, but said nothing, put her hands together in front of her chest, and made several gestures with her thin pale fingers, and hundreds of light blades formed in her blue skirt, and upon closer inspection, it was really a delicate sparrow feather !
Geng Manyuan waved his arm forward, facing Zhao Chun's palm, and shouted angrily: "Go!"

Sparrow feathers all over the sky swirled towards them like a sudden rainstorm, and the dazzling spiritual light on them made the soldiers in the field sigh loudly.

Zhao Chun just stood silently in the distance, holding on to the hilt of the sword and watching the sparrow feather attack, no one saw her move, but she did take a step forward, the black sword came out of the scabbard at some time , the red gold true energy is as bright as the morning sun, and the silver-white sword energy splits the air, she just swung forward with all her strength.

The sparrow feather penetrated deeply into the battle platform, like a sharp knife cutting through gold and stone, making a strong "clang clang" sound!
This voice is heard by everyone, but no one cares.

They saw a very pale crescent moon swinging out from the black long sword, like a curved blade, with sharp bird feathers in front of it, like silk and satin, lightly divided into two parts, falling to the ground with the wind.

There was a sparrow feather that was not cut by the string moon, and passed by Zhao Chun's side, but was smashed into powder by the body-protecting sword energy, and instantly turned into aura light spots and dispersed.

Geng Manyuan failed to make a blow, so he changed the tactics in his hands, and the skirt around his feet rippled.

Seeing this, Zhao Chun caressed the blade, since he had seen the general strength of the opponent, he didn't want to give her another chance to strike!

Everyone only watched Zhao Chun's body shoot out violently, like a sword flashing across his body.

The black sword in her hand lay horizontally in front of her body. After drawing a circular arc in the air, the tip of the sword fell to the ground. After stepping into the ground two inches in front of Geng Manyuan, the sword energy shot out violently, from bottom to top like a rainbow penetrating the sun. , The whole battlefield was shaken!

Geng Manyuan's hand has not yet formed a seal, and the sword's edge is coming straight towards the door. Although she immediately changed the formula to defend, but when the sword energy exploded, her whole body seemed to be swept by a hurricane, and she fell into a daze and weightlessness.

Then there was a flash of silvery white light, and pain like tearing burst out of the body, and the sky was included in the eyes at this moment, and then there was a long gloomy night.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the two battalions, it was Geng Manyuan who was blown up by the sword energy and fell heavily under the stage. There was a bloody hole running through his chest and abdomen. His eyes were closed tightly and his face was painful. He hadn't stood up from the ground for a long time. Consciousness passed out!

"Come again."

Zhao Chun strolled back to the original place, sheathed his long sword, and looked down upon the audience.

Geng Manyuan's home team screamed and rushed to take her away, then glared hatefully at the stage, and when Zhao Chun looked at him coldly, the man quickly looked away, wanting to bury his head in his chest.

Zhao Chun wanted to say that she had slashed many demons and defeated many foundation-builders, among which Geng Manyuan could not be ranked in the middle, but when she saw the humiliating expression on the faces of the soldiers of the Bronze Knife Battalion, she suddenly felt that nothing was needed Say.

Acting personally is the only interpretation of the word strong.

The disastrous defeat of Geng Manyuan shattered the arrogance of the Tongdao Battalion towards the Qingwu Battalion for several months. Zhao Chun stood in the center of the battle arena, surrounded by hostility, and the real powerful aura hidden among the spectators slowly appeared...

Suddenly a hill landed on the battle platform, and the bearded man was naked, with weird and weird pictures spreading from his cheeks to his belly, and where his arms and shoulder blades were connected, there were lines of hands holding each other.

"Bronze Knife Camp, Zhao Yin!"

He almost shouted out his own name, and Zhao Chun knew that Geng Manyuan could never be compared with him just by the power and influence in his words.

After saying this, Zhao Yin closed his mouth immediately, and stretched his hands forward, the pictures on his body were like flames burning, Zhao Chun stepped forward, the sword edge struck his hands, felt the huge force and then touched it points, jump back to the original position.

"It's not about body training..."

Zhao Chun felt suspicious, body cultivators and monster cultivators have the same thing, they both forge flesh and bones, but the true energy still comes from the dantian, we can trace it.

The monk named Zhaoyin in front of him acted like that mortal Daoist monk, the aura fluctuated outside, not from the dantian.

But it's not right to say that he is a human being. The mortal man uses his body as his dantian to store up his aura, but the power of Zhaoyin is more like coming from the pictures and texts on his body, as the armor of his body.

At the same time, when Zhao Yin confronted her with moves, his dark pupils dissipated like thick ink, and his eyes were dyed black. Zhao Chun couldn't feel his consciousness, so he was able to observe his body movements and predict his moves in advance.

"You can't breathe out of your dantian, and the patterns are all over your body..." She suddenly realized, and said with a light smile, "It turned out to be the way of formation puppets."

The first time I heard about this sect of practicing Taoism was from senior brother Meng Han, who had his dantian broken by the autumn silhouette and could not practice the way of spiritual roots. Later, with the help of the venerables of the Tianyao clan, he rebuilt the puppet formation and was able to ascend to the immortal path again.

After Zhao Chun entered Dezhaoyan, he observed many kinds of cultivation methods in the big world from the Bowen Tower, among which was the Dao of Formation.

Coincidentally, the origin of the way of formation puppet is also related to the damage of the dantian.

Tens of thousands of years ago, there was a cultivator of the formation technique of the human race. His formation technique was the best among his peers, and he had a very strong relationship with his wife. After his wife passed away, he left a son who was cherished by him.

His son has a violent temper, and one day the misfortune came out of his mouth, and he was punished by the head teacher of a sect who smashed his dantian.

Zhenxiu tried his best to save his son's life, but feared that he would not be able to cultivate and would die like an ordinary person, so he studied every day how to make the person whose dantian was broken go back to immortality.

Tried countless methods but failed, his son was old and dying, and the array cultivator had nowhere to go, so he engraved the array pattern on his body and trained him into a puppet in the array. Found the fairy fate as a puppet.

(End of this chapter)