Liao Zhai Great Kind People

Chapter 304
Zhang Xiu has 200 years of experience in controlling swords, and Dong Wanggong couldn't help being a little surprised when he learned that he could control swords.

Not having to start with the basics would undoubtedly greatly shorten his teaching time.

After watching Zhang Xiu's sword control technique, Duke Dong felt that Zhang Xiu had a bit of talent in the way of swordsmanship, although the talent was not much.

Until he started to teach Zhang Xiu the sword art...

I saw Zhang Xiu standing facing the wind, and made out a sword formula. In an instant, the shadow of the sword was heavy, and all swords flew together.

The sword qi transformed from pure yang qi carries heaven-shattering power and continuously collides with the stone wall, disillusioning as soon as it touches the stone wall, without hurting the stone wall at all.

Zhang Xiu looked at the scene in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and showed off to Prince Dong next to him, "My control is still very strong, right?"

Prince Dong had a complicated expression on his face: "I'll talk about that later, where's your sword?"

Zhang Xiu was stunned, looked down at his empty hands, and suddenly realized: "That's right, where did my sword go?"

With a puff, Duke Dong pulled out the sword stuck in his buttocks, and said with twitching eyes: "I may not be able to teach you anymore, I feel that if you continue to practice, we people may die..."

Thirteen times, this is his No. 13 time being stabbed by Zhang Xiu!
Zhang Xiu's sword art is called a ghost, and the shot is bound to see blood, hitting a lucky audience at random.

The key point is that he didn't do it on purpose, it's that even he himself doesn't know where the sword will fly, making it hard to guard against.

Duke Dong feels that Zhang Xiu is practicing a new kind of sword art. This sword art has no weaknesses, but it is a bit annoying for the audience...

From a certain level, Zhang Xiu's ability to refine his "Chunyang Sword Art" into such a ghostly appearance can be regarded as an eternal genius!
Seeing Duke Dong's look of losing faith, Ao Xue pushed the coffin board, walked out of the jade coffin, and encouraged him: "Don't give up, if you don't work hard, how will you know that you really can't teach me?" Will Zhang Xiu!"

Dong Wanggong didn't bother to pay attention to her, thought for a while, and said to Zhang Xiu: "I thought of a way, when fighting Jiufeng, I can control your body and perform the Chunyang Sword Art."

Zhang Xiu's eyes lit up: "Good idea, why didn't I think of it."

Prince Dong smiled slightly: "Since you agree, let's practice first."

After finishing speaking, he made a trick, and his soul came out of his body, and with Zhang Xiu's cooperation, he flew into Zhang Xiu's body.

In the next moment, Prince Dong controlled Zhang Xiu's body, and the real "Chunyang Sword Art" was displayed. With Zhang Xiu's right hand finger, a sword energy turned into a golden sword and rushed towards Xiaohan.

The golden light pierced through layers of clouds and mist, came to the sky above Jizhou Mansion, and fell suddenly, the target was the house where Jiufeng lived!

Jiufeng stood with his hands behind his back in the yard, watching the rapidly falling golden sword, unhurriedly raised his right hand, touched the tip of the sword with his index finger.

The sharp sword energy raised Jiufeng's hair that was scattered on his shoulders. With Jiufeng's soft snort, the golden sword shattered and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Seeing a drop of blood spilling from her fingertips, Jiufeng raised her head slightly and said to the sky, "Prince Dong, I have accepted your letter of challenge. Don't let me down when the time comes."

At this moment, Duke Dong's Yuanshen had returned to his body, and asked Zhang Xiu, "How did you feel just now? Do you feel any discomfort?"

Feeling the novelty of being possessed just now, Zhang Xiu said, "There is nothing uncomfortable. After experiencing the sword art you used in that style, I feel that I have a new understanding of the Chunyang sword art. Let me show you how to use it." look?"

Duke Dong took a deep look at Zhang Xiu, then lay down in the jade coffin silently, and closed the coffin boards with a click...

He has made up his mind, before Jiufeng arrives, he will not come out even if he is killed!
At the same time, after receiving Zhang Xiu's news, Yang Jian, Ji Gong and others arrived one after another, sharing the information collected these days with each other.

Yang Jian took the lead and said, "I have been guarding outside Jiufeng's courtyard for half a month, and I found that there are only nine of his subordinates, all of whom are as skilled as Subduing Dragon and Arhat."

Jigong chuckled: "Monk, I went to worship the Bodhisattva on several hills, and found out that Jiufeng's real body is a colorful phoenix with only nine heads. I heard that Jiufeng was afraid of being burned by fire. Princes also have reasons for this.”

As he spoke, he turned his face and inspected the surrounding crowd: "Where did Prince Dong go? Didn't you say you found him?"

Zhang Xiu gestured to the jade coffin next to him with his eyes: "Hiding in there for leisure, after the reincarnation of the East Prince, there will be no one in ten, and there is no hope for it."

Yang Jian couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and looked suspiciously at the jade coffin beside him.

Lying in a coffin to hide leisurely, I haven't heard that Dong Wanggong has such a hobby before?
Zhang Xiu continued: "But don't worry, although Duke Dong has been abolished, I have already learned his Chunyang Sword Art, and I am quite sure against a mere Jiufeng."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiu confidently made a sword art, and the divine sword flew high into the sky, and countless beams of bright sword energy were aroused, piercing the night and falling like a shooting star.

There was a click sound, and the coffin board was instantly smashed by the sword energy, revealing the Eastern Prince lying inside.

Prince Dong looked at the divine sword dangling between his legs, his face twitched uncontrollably, and he sighed, "What a crime..."

Isn't it because I didn't watch you perform the sword art, and even smashed my coffin board?

Witnessing Zhang Xiu's sword art, Yang Jian glanced at him in surprise, and said, "This sword art is not bad, but its power is a bit weaker."

Zhang Xiu hummed, nodded and said, "This move is false and solid, it's hard to guard against, but its power is a bit weak. But don't worry, I've found a way to increase its power."

Yang Jian said: "What way?"

Zhang Xiu smiled confidently: "The power of the sword art is small, more because this sword is not sharp enough. If the flying sword is replaced with a scud, Dongfeng, nuclear bomb, etc., I believe that the power of this move will definitely be a little bit promote!"

Yang Jian:"……"

Although I don't know what these things you are talking about, but these things don't sound like the names of serious flying swords!
While Yang Jian was complaining silently in his heart, Zhang Xiu looked at Li Jing and Nezha and his son, and asked, "What have you two been up to lately?"

Li Jing said expressionlessly, "Repair the pagoda."

The pagoda has been built in the world for 100 years, but not only has his Linglong Pagoda not been repaired, but the more it is repaired, the fewer the fragments. The original seven-story pagoda can only be assembled with five floors. How can it be reasonable...

Nezha looked at Li Jing with a filial expression on his face, and said, "I'm not idle either. Besides eating, drinking and having fun, whenever I have free time, I'll help my father build the pagoda!"

(End of this chapter)