Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 51 Destruction
"puff!"

Just as the rice paper was completely burned, Huan Chang spit out a mouthful of blood.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face, his whole body was limp, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Yang Feng was terrified, hugged Huan Chang, and shouted anxiously: "A Chang, what's wrong with you?"

Huan Chang's aura seemed extremely sluggish, and he said weakly: "I used some secret methods to leapfrog the level, not only exhausted my true energy, but also suffered backlash."

Yang Feng hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do?"

"puff!"

Huan Chang spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his face became even paler.

"A Chang, Ah Chang, are you okay?"

Huan Chang smiled forcefully, and said, "Actually, it's not a serious problem. You just need to recuperate for a while, and your body will gradually improve."

Only then did Yang Feng let out a long sigh of relief, but at this moment, he also had a lot of doubts in his heart.

For example, why is the black donkey so miraculous that it can knock many Heisha gang bandits into the air without slowing down.

For example, why does the piece of rice paper flying in the air have such a magical effect.

Of course, Yang Feng was not a talkative person, even though Huan Chang was his brother, Yang Feng didn't ask any questions.

Yang Feng hugged Huanchang to prevent him from being thrown off the donkey's back, and then began to point out the direction for the black donkey.

Huan Chang started to check his body, checked his injuries, and couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly.

"Fortunately, there is a ten-thousand-year ice silk inner armor this time, otherwise the sword stabbed by the second master would have killed me."

"It's just that this Spring and Autumn brushwork method, unless it is absolutely necessary, must not be used beyond the level in the future."

That's right, the reason why Huan Chang was able to escape this time was because he used the Chunqiu brushwork.

If it weren't for those ordinary bandits who were briefly confused for a few breaths, the black donkey would not be able to rush out of the encirclement.

The handwriting on the rice paper was written by Huan Chang exhausting all his energy before coming here.

He condensed his energy into it, endowing the rice paper with a strong killing intent, and after the rice paper was unfolded, he even secretly stimulated this murderous intent.

It was because of the murderous intent that many bandits from the Black Sand Gang fell into chaos.

But in this process, Huan Chang not only had to expend a lot of mind, controlling the words on the rice paper to release the killing intent, but also resisted the attack of the second leader.

For Huan Chang at this stage, being able to achieve this level is already the limit.

"In the final analysis, I still don't have enough realm."

"If you reach the realm of refining and transforming Qi, and then use the Spring and Autumn brushwork to write the finishing touch, it won't be so hard."

Huan Chang has the spirit of poetry and calligraphy in his stomach, and Huan Chang has been studying and practicing calligraphy since he was a child.

Not only Huan Chang, but also the masters of the Shujiange Pavilion in the past dynasties are also very cunning and difficult heroes.

The masters of the five hidden sects all have their own characteristics.

The top master of Piaoxue Peak, as soon as he strikes a sword, snow falls ten miles away; the sword energy turns into snowflakes, killing people invisible.

The top master of the epee cliff, the mountain collapses in the direction of the epee; in a head-on confrontation, he is unrivaled.

The top master of Feixian Valley, flying immortals, slashing thousands of troops with his sword; the extremely fierce sword energy is full of surging killing intent.

The top master of Samsara Island, the Samsara Flying Knife, has never missed a shot; if you are a hero, you can take your life with a flying knife.

These four hidden sects are very powerful in attack.

However, the Shujiange where Huanchang is located is more difficult and has more methods than these four sects.

The most important thing is that the past pavilion masters of Shujian Pavilion have never been afraid of group attacks. On the contrary, the more enemies there are, the stronger they become.

300 years ago, the suzerain of Shujian Pavilion followed Song Xianggong and was besieged by masters of [-] sects.

Among the eight hundred warriors, there are even some warriors who are in the same realm as the master of Shujian Pavilion.

The end result was that the master of the Shujian Pavilion held the Zhanlu Sword in one hand and the Spring and Autumn Magic Brush in the other, beheading most of the 800 people, and the remaining masters fled in a hurry.

The master of the contemporary Shujiange pavilion can have such a brilliant record, largely relying on the magic of Chunqiu's brushwork.

Spring and Autumn strokes practiced to great success, not only can kill people invisible, but also can confuse the enemy's thinking and affect the enemy's emotions.

During the killing process, some of the eight hundred masters kept turning against each other, and then killed their companions.

In the end, these 800 people did not trust each other, and even started to kill each other.

Of course, the legendary state is still too far away for Huan Chang now.

Now Huan Chang, even if he had prepared in advance and forcibly influenced the enemy on a large scale, he still suffered a strong backlash.

However, it was a miracle that Huan Chang was able to escape with Yang Feng surrounded by a thousand bandits.

As the black donkey drifted away, the dust was lifted up into the sky and began to slowly descend again.

In the remote mountains, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is beautiful.

Beside the clear stream, a man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathing incessantly, with occasional fluctuations of true energy flashing across his body.

"call!"

The man suddenly let out a breath of white air, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

"The injury is finally more than half healed."

A look of joy appeared on the man's face, and he felt very happy listening to the gurgling sound of the stream.

"A Chang, Ah Chang."

Suddenly, a voice came from a distance, but it was Yang Feng carrying the prey and walking over solemnly.

"Brother."

Huan Chang called out, but felt that something was wrong with Yang Feng's mood.

"what happened?"

Yang Feng threw the prey on the ground, looking at Huan Chang whose face was already rosy, his eyes couldn't help showing joy.

"Ah Chang, is your injury healed?"

Huan Chang nodded slightly, and said, "Although he hasn't fully recovered, he's already more than half healed, and he'll be fine in two or three days."

Yang Feng couldn't help showing envy, and said: "It's good to have true energy, if I suffer such a serious internal injury, whether I can survive will be a problem."

Huan Chang suffered backlash at the time, and was indeed seriously injured.

After all, he barely affected the minds of 1000 people, exerted a force far beyond his own tolerance, and he was lucky to be able to save a life.

"Brother, as long as you practice hard, you will be able to have true energy one day."

Yang Feng was noncommittal, and then said solemnly: "I went out today and found out some news."

Seeing that Yang Feng's expression was not right, Huan Chang hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "We left the Lin Family Village, the Black Sand Gang has indeed retreated."

"However, after a few days of guarding in Linjiazhai, and feeling that there was nothing wrong with letting go of our vigilance, the second head of the Black Sand Gang led a group of warriors to attack Linjiazhai at night."

"The warriors first broke through the gate of the village, and then the brigade of Heisha Gang bandits went up and killed them. The Lin family village was bleeding like a river. I don't know if anyone escaped."

When Huan Chang heard the words, he couldn't help staying where he was, and remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)