Fu Shifeng

Chapter 230: The Demonic Barrier Is Hard to Break
Cheng Sanwu arrived in time and helped Chang Qing block the sword. At the same time, he also saw that he had blessed himself with the true form of the god general, which was why he could persevere until now.

Changqing received strong support, looked back, relaxed a little, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and focused his attention on the woman in white in the distance again: "Sanniang's swordsmanship is fierce, I only defend but not attack, so I can't resist."

"Is this the crazy woman?" Cheng Sanwu looked at Sanniang. She was swinging her sword randomly among the fallen bamboo trees, muttering to herself, her long hair flying wildly, and her demeanor was crazy, but she seemed a little stupid and not in a hurry. Then launch an attack, or forget the existence of the opponent for a while.

"It doesn't look as powerful as Liu Xuantong." Cheng Sanwu touched his chin, as if twirling the invisible long beard under his chin.

Chang Qing was slightly startled. He found that the Cheng Sanwuyi faction was calm and calm, somewhat like a master, and their tone and demeanor were very similar to Master Wen.

"Is Liu Niang inviting you here? Is she not injured?" Changqing asked.

"You care so much about that little girl?" Cheng Sanwu said with a smile, "It seems you have a good impression of her."

"Don't add fuel to the fire!" Chang Qing corrected: "If she hadn't gone to ask for help, you wouldn't have arrived in time."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Sanwu responded casually, raised his hand and pulled out the knife stuck on the ground. Only then did Changqing see a round thing hanging on his waist. He looked hard enough and saw that it was Fan Zhongming's head!
"Why did you bring this thing?" Changqing was secretly frightened and asked in a low voice.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Cheng Sanwu patted the head on his waist: "Mrs. He doesn't want me to hurt her, but the sword has no eyes, and I'm not completely sure."

Sanniang's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but in Cheng Sanwu's eyes, it is not impossible to deal with. If there is a life and death fight, Cheng Sanwu should be able to win, but Sanniang's fate is hard to say.

Changqing looked at Sanniang. Her body movements were sluggishly moving forward like a puppet on strings. She was vaguely calculating: "Actually, mental disorder is not incurable. I think Sanniang's condition must be due to deep demonic obstacles and stagnation." It’s hard to get rid of. If you can resolve the inner demons, you may be able to gradually return to a normal mind.”

"Don't say it yet, she's here." Cheng Sanwu held the knife in his hand, and the moment he raised his energy, he immediately alerted Sanniang.

"Be careful! She is particularly sensitive to all hostile actions!" This was Changqing's guess after fighting with Sanniang for a while.

"It's not hostility, it's a sense of martial arts." Cheng Sanwu grinned, and the fighting spirit gradually emerged in his chest.

As martial arts practitioners become more advanced, they no longer rely solely on their ears, eyes, and five senses to judge the enemy's moves when fighting against them.At Cheng Sanwu's level, he has a mysterious sense. He can detect the movement of Qi and Gongjin before his opponent makes a move, which is called martial sense.

Just as Sanniang sensed Cheng Sanwu's exertion, he also sensed that the woman in white was locked on him with her sword, and once she struck, it would be a ruthless sword move.

"I'll find out more about her first. You go to Plum Blossom Temple." Cheng Sanwu jumped into the dense bamboo forest as he spoke.

Seeing this, Sanniang raised her feet and stepped on the ground. The dead branches and leaves all around were floating in the wind, and her figure immediately flew out like an arrow from the string. The sound of the green sword seemed to tear the wind curtain apart, it was unstoppable!
Changqing saw the two of them disappearing among the trees in an instant, and felt helpless, so she had no choice but to do so.

Cheng Sanwu's whole body was filled with flames, his steps were blazing with fire, and his movements were already extremely fast, but Sanniang caught up with him within a moment, which made him slightly surprised.

"Although this crazy woman is crazy, she is really capable."

With a secret boast in his heart, Cheng Sanwu paused suddenly, turned around and slashed, the swords met, and in an instant the two colors competed with each other, the aura bursting out in all directions, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

Sanniang's eyes widened, and she let out a burst of laughter that hinted at grief. She swept the sword wildly, just like a drunken painter swiping ink. There was almost no order to be found. A slight delay would be the result of beheading and amputating limbs.

On the opposite side, Cheng Sanwu did not fall behind, and the Hundred Refined Divine Sword danced into a copper wall that water could not penetrate. The scorching wind roared and the tongues of fire rolled, as if a huge power was gradually accumulating, ready to pour out at any time.

The sound of continuous fighting echoed in the mountains and forests. The two men jumped up and down, charging all the way. Countless trees were overturned, and birds and beasts fled in shock. The fight was hearty.

Cheng Sanwu Yuan Gong's true energy is endless. Unless he is facing powerful enemies like Liu Xuantong or Iron-backed Dragon, and must break through the limit, he can fight all night long.

However, Sanniang's strength did not show any signs of weakening, which also made Cheng Sanwu secretly suspicious.Logically speaking, even if the mind is insane, the body and muscles will not exceed the limits of ordinary people. Two fierce battles one after another cannot be completely exhausted.

Seeing Sanniang approaching, Cheng Sanwu's Qi penetrated the blade, swung it in a circular motion, and made a circle of flames like the rising sun.

Sanniang turned a blind eye to this and still attacked regardless of the cost. She collided head-on with the sudden expansion of the rising sun. The flames hit her body and she was directly knocked away from a distance.

"It's really life-threatening." Cheng Sanwu cursed. In fact, he could use more powerful and sharper moves, but with Sanniang's style of attack, he would be covered in bruises within a moment.

Sanniang, who was lying on the ground, pushed herself up. The snow-white robe was damaged in many places, with mottled and scorched holes burned by the flames, revealing her delicate body which was as white as powder.

"No wonder he is kept in the back mountain. If he runs out like this, he will either cause trouble or make people laugh." Cheng Sanwu shook his head repeatedly.

Sanniang stood up with difficulty. The two sides stopped for a moment to allow her to breathe. Sweat dripped from her whole body and her light clothes were soaked.

Cheng Sanwu did not take the opportunity to attack and allowed Sanniang to adjust her breathing.At this time, a five-color brilliance suddenly exploded into the sky on the mountainside in the distance. It was obviously a spell cast by Chang Qing, telling Cheng Sanwu that he had returned to Plum Blossom Temple.

Sanniang looked up, with a blank look on her face. The original madness on her face disappeared, as if the fierce battle just now had never happened.

"Hey, what do you think this is?"

Cheng Sanwu whistled, took the opportunity to sheath the knife, took Fan Zhongming's head from his waist, raised it in front of him to signal, and twisted his fingers to light up the sallow face so that the other party could see clearly.

As soon as Sanniang saw Fan Zhongming's face, she screamed immediately. She couldn't hold the sword in her hand and fell directly to the ground. She kicked her legs like crazy and shrank back, regardless of the fact that her white body was covered with dust, mud and dead leaves. .

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm actually afraid of this."

Cheng Sanwu thought deeply, in fact, with Sanniang's current swordsmanship and martial arts skills, if she really faced Fan Zhongming, she would be able to fight.

When Sanniang Sheng was in a state of madness, she was able to burst out with extremely powerful power. The sharpness of her sword and the speed of her movements were faintly superior to Fan Zhongming's.But considering that "The Nine Bases of Kanyuan" is also famous for its profound energy, if it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid that the fat pig will have the upper hand.

Cheng Sanwu felt a little emotional. Sanniang was kidnapped and humiliated by Fan Zhongming back then, which shows that her strength is far less than that of a thief.Although he lost his mind afterwards, his martial arts skills were almost equal to those of Fan Zhongming. This kind of rapid improvement is very rare.

"It seems that this dead fat pig is your inner demon." Cheng Sanwu glanced at Fan Zhongming's head. Even though it was forged by Qian Guanzhu, he still took it away with some disgust.

Sanniang had already retreated to the foot of a tree. Her pretty face was pale, her long hair was half-down, her arms were tightly hugging her body, and her two straight long legs were curled up together. She was trembling with intense fear and her teeth were chattering, just like before when she was humiliated. situation.

Seeing an opportunity, Cheng Sanwu stepped forward and dropped his sword, easily knocking Sanniang unconscious.

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"Sanniang's swordsmanship is exquisite. It seems that even Cheng Sanwu cannot win easily."

In the Plum Blossom Temple, Afu jumped from the roof. She saw the mountains and forests in the distance from a high place. The fierce battle between the two caused quite a stir. She could also sense the Qi in Cheng Sanwu's body through the air by virtue of their joint practice of "Liuhe Yuanzhang". operation.Mrs. He has also arrived at Plum Blossom Temple. In addition to Liu Niang, there are two hurried-looking women in long skirts. They are all maids who take care of Sanniang's daily life in the back mountain, and they also have some martial arts skills.

"Oh, I would rather she have no martial arts skills and live her whole life in peace." Mrs. He looked tired. Since the death of all men in the family, she regarded these remaining daughters-in-law as her own and did everything she could to make up for them. , not wanting them to be harmed in the slightest.

Sanniang's situation can actually be regarded as a family scandal, so Mrs. He had never mentioned it before. She didn't expect that such a situation would arise now. Even though she is as steady as she is, she feels deeply powerless at this moment.

"I want to apologize to Mr. Changqing." Mrs. He saw that Changqing had finished breathing and breathing, and stepped forward to salute.

"It doesn't have to be like this!" Changqing quickly asked in vain, and then asked: "Sanniang is in such a condition, has the old lady asked an expert to treat her?"

"I've looked for it, but it's of no use." Mrs. He didn't hide it: "Sanniang's mind is unstable. Sometimes she is as stable as usual. Although she is like a child, she can always be taken care of. But once an attack occurs, almost everyone in the village will have to take care of her. Avoid it so as not to get hurt by her.”

Changqing pondered for a moment, but before he could speak, Cheng Sanwu rushed back, holding the unconscious Sanniang across his arms.

Seeing this, Mrs. He quickly asked someone to pick up Sanniang and took her to a side room to settle down.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your help." Mrs. He said gratefully.

"It's okay!" Cheng Sanwu stretched out his limbs and shook the fan thief's head hanging on his waist: "Thanks to this thing, Sanniang was so scared that she didn't dare to move. This gave her a chance to knock her out, otherwise I would have We have to fight a little longer!”

Mrs. He looked gloomy. Although Fan Zhongming died, he was still Wulingzhuang's nightmare.Sanniang was not the only one whose mind was tortured by it.
Cheng Sanwu looked at Changqing: "By the way, just now you said there is a way to resolve Sanniang's inner demons?"

"Is this true?!" Mrs. He was shocked when she heard this.

Chang Qing looked troubled: "Frankly speaking, I only know such a method. Whether it is feasible or not, I have never tried it myself."

"As long as there is a slight chance of improvement, that would be good." Mrs. He immediately asked: "I wonder what this method requires? I immediately ordered someone to raise funds."

"It's just some fragrant medicine to soothe the soul, but that's not what's really important." Changqing explained: "I think Sanniang's situation is that the demonic barrier is very deep and cannot be broken without strong medicine."

"What is strong medicine?" Afu became interested, and she found an opportunity that could completely convince everyone in Wulingzhuang.

Chang Qing said: "For Sanniang, the best way is to take revenge with her own hands. But..."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone looked at Cheng Sanwu, and he scratched his cheek in embarrassment and raised Thief Fan's head: "But now that there is only such a head left, how can we take revenge? "

Chang Qing also felt that what he said was just raising expectations and making others more disappointed.

"But..." Cheng Sanwu held Fan Zhongming's head and stared at it for a while, then muttered: "It's not impossible."

"Please give me some advice from Mr. Cheng!" Mrs. He asked.

Cheng Sanwu looked at Afu and patted his head: "I remember that the Hanging Eaves also know how to disguise themselves?"

Afu immediately understood Cheng Sanwu's intention. She also knew that the head was forged, so she nodded and said, "I can do it myself. It would be more convenient if there is a human skin mask."

Chang Qing also understood and quickly grabbed Cheng Sanwu's sleeve: "You want to pretend to be Fan Zhongming and fight against Sanniang?"

Cheng Sanwu gestured and said: "The appearance is solved, as for the figure...that guy is several times fatter than me, just stuff some cloth into the robe."

Changqing shook her head repeatedly: "But if Sanniang wants to get rid of her inner demons, she must kill her enemies with her own hands!"

"Then I'll try my best not to beheaded by her." Cheng Sanwu laughed.

Mrs. He was inexplicably shocked. Cheng Sanwu was not afraid of death. Such dangerous actions were as easy as eating and drinking.

"This matter is too dangerous, Cheng Langjun must not do anything about it." Mrs. He's original joy turned to calm. She should have known better, how could Sanniang's situation be easily improved?
"No, no, no, you can really give this a try." Cheng Sanwu was somewhat eager to give it a try.

Seeing him like this, Afu took him outside alone and asked in a low voice: "What are you planning?"

"I want to see how well I can control the power of Taotie." Cheng Sanwu said seriously.

Afu was greatly surprised: "It's actually related to this matter?"

"It should be more difficult for me to break through the innate realm than it is for you." Cheng Sanwu lowered his head and looked at his hands: "Although the future is still unclear, I have a premonition of a huge difficulty and I must regain the power of Taotie."

"Is it really feasible?" Afu asked again.

He saw the black clouds in Cheng Sanwu's eyes, and a terrifying aura spread out. He raised his palm and pushed, and the surging palm power caused a huge wave like a flat ground. Although it hit an empty place, the aftermath alone caused the trees dozens of feet away to fall. Shaking violently, the branches and leaves fell off one after another as if struck by a strong wind.

Afu's face turned cold when she saw this palm. She couldn't help but think that if she faced such a palm directly, she might be seriously injured on the spot.

"This is too powerful, Sanniang can't bear it." Afu reminded.

Cheng Sanwu took a deep breath and returned to normal: "I will definitely keep my hands carefully."

Afu nodded slightly: "If this matter can be accomplished, Mrs. He will definitely be convinced, so that we can take control of Wuling Village."

"Then it depends on what you do." Cheng Sanwu handed the forged head to Afu.

"It's you, be careful not to get your head chopped off." Afu smiled and turned around to explain the situation to Mrs. He.

"You should know that you are no longer immortal."

As soon as Afu walked away, Taotie appeared and said, "If something really happens, no one can save you."

"Really?" Cheng Sanwu raised his eyes and looked directly at Taotie: "Are you going to watch me die like this?"

Taotie was silent for a long time, with a subtle expression: "I advise you to avoid doing this kind of temptation."

(End of this chapter)