I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 118 Return, punishment from heaven, leaving legend in the world
  "You are not a subject of others! You are so courageous!"

The moment the thunder fell, the middle-aged eunuch's original calm and free expression disappeared.

The next moment, his body turned into an afterimage and appeared hundreds of meters away.

The thunder pillar folded in the air, caught up with the middle-aged eunuch, and crashed down.

Dazzling white light filled the entire world.

"..."

Looking at the thunder pillar in front of her, Yao Yue stopped and subconsciously looked at the sky.

A huge scar was easily torn open in the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The brilliant power of heaven lingers above it, as if it is enough to suppress it for eternity.

"This person... is dead?"

"Grand Palace Master?"

The originally unfathomable aura became visibly weakened.

What's more, I didn't expect that the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, who didn't understand martial arts at all, would quietly create such a big wave.

At this moment, the wind blew, and the calamity clouds turned into heavy rain, falling on the world.

"Hahaha! The thief shall die!"

***
  "The Chief Assistant has an order: Treacherous people who cause harm to the country will be killed without mercy!"

At this point, things have deviated from Lin Xuan's expectations.

"That seems right..., then let's wait a moment?"

Who knows what kind of monsters and monsters will be created in the end.

Feeling the overwhelming power in front of her, Yao Yue could only suppress the throbbing in her body.

But the intensity balance of spatial matching is extremely insane.

"After all, I feel unwilling to accept this person's death."

Lin Xuan glanced at Yao Yue and asked.

"it is good!"

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "But it should also hurt him seriously."

After upgrading the strength several times, the background character of Patriarch Sunflower was suddenly raised to a level that left Lin Xuan speechless.

"Is this person crazy? Chase him!"

Lin Xuan nodded slightly: "Grand Palace Master, you might as well try this true sword."

Ancestor Sunflower's face was distorted, her sword was broken, and blood was constantly seeping out of her body.

It stands to reason that Swordsman is just a low martial plane and should be a simple copy.

But he didn't expect that the middle-aged eunuch in front of him was so strong in martial arts.

"Go ahead. If you don't kill that person, I won't be willing to do it."

Yu and Qi were shocked, and quickly used Qing Gong to follow them.

Her martial arts skills at this time are rare in the world.

It is simply impossible to imagine how I would be able to resist this thunder pillar.

The lightning dispersed, revealing a charred figure.

Although Yu Dayou and Qi Jiguang were a little confused about the situation, they exchanged a few words quickly and made up their minds.

"This is thunder... Mr. Yu, are you going in to kill the enemy or commit suicide?"

"Bitch thief! God of thief! You guys plot against me together!"

"Xiao Qi, what do you say, let's fight in?"

Ancestor Sunflower roared and turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the village down the mountain.

Yao Yue stretched out her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, feeling a little complicated.

Yao Yue's expression was a bit complicated: "Are you willing to follow me to kill this person?"

As the saying goes: God's will is like a sword to kill the proud man!
  "There is no warning, I'm afraid this person will not die so easily..."

"Well, this man is too scary. He wants to be seen alive and dead."

According to this trend, the founder of Tantric Buddhism may be able to directly upgrade from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Power.

The figure flickered, and dozens of swords shining with cold light were unsheathed at the same time, turning into a huge sword net.

Lin Xuan estimated that none of the powerful masters in the main world could be the opponent of this crazy eunuch.

Footsteps sounded, and a master named Dongchang, Jinyiwei, and Yulinjun walked out from all directions in the village and stood in front of Patriarch Sunflower.

This is Dongchang’s evil-fighting sword array.

It seems that we must learn a lesson in the future and not look down on these low-level copies.

Immediately afterwards, there was the flashing light of Xiuchundao, and a famous Jin Yiwei silently took a step forward, turning into layers of mountains of swords.

The armored guards finally deployed their guns and stood ready.

"Go away!"

Ancestor Sunflower rushed forward, clasping his hands round, stimulating his inner energy.

The heavy rain was frightened by the power of his palm, gathered on its own, and turned into a huge water ball, hovering between his hands.

"You all die!"

Ancestor Sunflower's eyes flashed with violent murderous intent, and he slapped the water polo hard.

The water ball suspended in the air exploded.

Under the agitation of Gang Qi, the water ball turned into countless crystal clear water needles.

They shuttled densely through the void, shooting toward the crowd overwhelmingly.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the water needles flicker like gold, and they are so beautiful!

Soon, the water needle turned into a blood needle.

Blood sprayed from the crowd, blood waves rolled, and mutilated corpses were everywhere.

Although those present were all elite experts carefully selected by the imperial court.

But in front of Patriarch Sunflower, it didn't make any sense.

"The old dog suffers death!"

An angry roar sounded, and Yu Dayou swung the Jingchu sword and slashed at the head of Patriarch Sunflower.

Patriarch Sunflower punched out, breaking Jingchu's sword into two pieces.

With all his remaining strength, he hammered Yu Dayou directly.

Yu Dayou suddenly spurted out blood, flew several feet away, and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the afterimage of Patriarch Sunflower suddenly appeared in front of Qi Jiguang, and the index finger of his left hand thrust out like a long sword.

After three moves, Qi Jiguang's saber shattered into pieces, blood burst out from his limbs, and he staggered to the ground.

The dragon roared, and the Dragon Subduing Palm rose. Then the sword was filled with strong energy and stabbed at Patriarch Sunflower's forehead.

"act recklessly!"

Ancestor Sunflower slapped a palm with his left hand, and countless invisible Qi needles shot out, forcing Lin Xuan back a few steps and bleeding profusely.

Almost at the same time, Patriarch Sunflower suddenly grabbed Bixuezhao Danqing with his right hand and pulled hard.

Amidst the blood splattering, the magic sword made a slight breaking sound.

Then, tiny cracks appeared on the sword.

"Hahaha! What bullshit!"

Ancestor Sunflower laughed wildly, his figure turned into an afterimage, appeared in front of Yao Yue, and slapped him down with a palm.

"..."

Yao Yue bit her lower lip, dropped the green blood and illuminated the painting, and suddenly pulled out the Zhenwu Sword with her right hand.

The sword light flashed, and a magnificent golden sword energy passed through the torrential rain, slashing towards Ancestor Sunflower with a blade that could tear everything apart.

"Zhang Laodao's Zhenwu Sword?"

Ancestor Sunflower's eyes flashed with clarity, and he clenched his right hand heavily: "The sword is a good sword, but people are trash."

The vast incomparable zhenqi swirled, imprisoning the golden sword aura and even the entire zhenwu sword in mid-air.

There seemed to be countless dark iron needles piercing it. Sparks continued to appear on the Zhenwu sword, scratches appeared one after another, and the luster gradually dimmed.

"You come back first."

Yaoyue looked at the crazy-looking Patriarch Sunflower, and then at the Zhenwu Sword that was about to break into pieces. She pushed the Mingyu Kung Fu to the limit and whispered.

"Is the Grand Palace Master going to give up?"

"Even in desperate situations, we still have to fight!"

"Well, let's fight him."

"what?"

"Consume 3000 reincarnation points to upgrade the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the legendary level."

Lin Xuan said silently.

Originally, he planned to temporarily explode and upgrade this set of skills.

But today's situation is really a bit delicate.

Lin Xuan didn't know if it was worth it.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Even if you don’t consider Yao Yue, a tough girl.

After all, I was a little reluctant to just go back like this.

[Based on the current attributes of the reincarnator, if the legendary skill is forcibly performed, the bones may be broken...]

"Level up!"

[The upgrade has been completed, and the reincarnator has mastered the legendary Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. 】

"Sage Long De, his virtues are all over the world. He has more than enough, and there is no leakage..."    In Lin Xuan's mind, a big man with a weathered face suddenly appeared.

The big man stood proudly in the wind and snow, and slowly struck out with his palm.

The Gang Qi channeled the spirit and turned into golden dragons rising into the sky, making a thunderous roar and blasting huge rocks into powder.

A hundred steps to control Qi, condensing reality!
  The power of this set of palm techniques has broken through the limitations of the moves themselves, and its power has reached a level unimaginable in the original work.

Lin Xuan doesn't know if this is the Hong Kong comic version or the TV series version.

But in less than a thousandth of a second, he had mastered all the secrets of this martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, you can see a thousand years!
  "The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief and jumped up.

With one palm strike, nearly 20% of Lin Xuan's internal energy was consumed.

The next moment, the roar of the dragon filled the world!
  A golden shadow of a huge dragon appeared from Lin Xuan's palm, commanding the power of thunder from a high position, and biting towards the Sunflower Ancestor like a river flowing eastward.

The water needles along the way collided with one and exploded one after another as if they were destructive.

"???"

Yao Yue's little mouth suddenly opened, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.

She knew that Lin Xuan's palm technique was called the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and she also knew that it was really powerful.

But I didn't expect that this thing could really fight a dragon...

Looking at the vast pressure of the dragon taking off, an indescribable feeling of palpitations flashed through Yao Yue's heart.

Who can stand this!

Um? Could it be that he has been letting me?

Yao Yue was stunned, suddenly feeling some inexplicable joy and shyness in her heart.

Mingyu's true energy, which had been mostly depleted, was forcibly increased by another 20%.

"Dragon? Hahaha! That bitch betrayed me in the past, and I am about to slay the dragon today!"

Ancestor Sunflower's eyes became even more crazy, and he pressed his left hand suddenly.

There was no aftermath, no thunderbolt.

The palms of the two people met together, and their palms continued to collapse, but there was no sound.

The dragon shadow dispersed and became invisible.

Lin Xuan frowned and then took out the Dragon Fighting Style.

With a soft sound, the bones of Lin Xuan's left arm cracked and the bone marrow flowed out.

Ancestor Sunflower swayed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Why do I feel a little hot-blooded..."

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth, pushed his palms forward, and the yin and yang merged into one "Shocking Baili".

The giant dragon soared and roared towards us.

Ancestor Sunflower spit out a mouthful of blood, and the meridians in Lin Xuan's left arm collapsed.

Lin Xuan no longer paid attention to his basically useless left hand, bent his right arm inward, and launched a "Exalt Dragon Regret" with one hand.

With the dragon dance in his palm, Lin Xuan took a step forward, just like a romantic figure in the literary works of the ages.

Lin Xuan's right arm was disconnected, and Patriarch Sunflower's right hand holding the Zhenwu Sword involuntarily let go and stepped back.

Suddenly, the Zhenwu sword burst out with unparalleled brilliance, thrust forward, and pierced the heart of Patriarch Sunflower.

"..."

Ancestor Sunflower stopped and looked at Yao Yue blankly, then lowered his head and looked at the Zhenwu Sword inserted into his heart.

The next moment, his face and body instantly became older.

In an instant, he changed from a middle-aged eunuch to an old eunuch with gray hair and wrinkles.

Then it dries and dehydrates, turning into a mummy-like appearance.

[Ancestor Sunflower has been killed and the ultimate challenge has been completed]

No matter how glorious his origins were and what amazing secrets he had, they have become meaningless.

"Those palms of yours...huh?"

Yao Yue came to Lin Xuan, her voice a little anxious: "There's something wrong with you!"

"It's a price, but I won't die..."

Lin Xuan frowned slightly: "Help me."

"Oh."

Yao Yue hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged Lin Xuan: "Is it completely over?"

"It should be over."

Footsteps sounded, and more than a hundred guards surrounded Zhang Juzheng as he walked out of the village.

Half of the people ran to rescue Yu Dayou, Qi Jiguang and others, and counted the casualties on the battlefield.

"Master Chief Assistant, Leader Lin and Leader Yaoyue..."

Feng Bao hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Juzheng, and coughed lightly.

As if they realized something, the remaining Dongchang masters simultaneously held the hilts of their swords with a solemn aura.

"Humph!"

Mr. Mo Da, Xiang Wentian and others frowned, and they also pressed their weapons with their swords at war.

"Conspiracies and tricks can only achieve temporary benefits after all, how can they be used to achieve eternal prosperity?"

Zhang Juzheng took off his python robe and put it on Lin Xuan and the two of them. He smiled and said: "The merits of the two of you are in the common people of the country. How dare I, the Ming Dynasty, bear the burden."

***
  One month later

"Everyone, take care, Marshal Qi takes the sword."

Lin Xuan stood on the general stage and watched as nearly 100,000 martial arts masters rushed to Goryeo along with the Ming army to face the Japanese army.

This was organized by him, covering both black and white.

Well, those who are willing to go are great warriors and heroes, and they are worth learning from.

Those who are unwilling to contribute are naturally cowards and scum of the martial arts world.

Although the Swordsman Plane has a lot of old Yin ratios, he likes to play tricks when he has nothing to do.

But this kind of upright conspiracy actually works well.

At least, each sect sent many disciples to participate.

Shaolin is relatively simple, just rows of muscular bald monks.

The Wudang Sect participated in the battle with more than 500 carts of firearms, which made Qi Jiguang stunned.

The Sun Moon God Sect was the most diligent, sending out more than 40,000 followers, with a majestic momentum.

"All the people in the imperial court are my subjects of the Ming Dynasty. They are also one family."

Yu Dayou, who has retired, looks at the raging soldiers with a happy expression.

"Since those Japanese Japanese pirates plan to invade the Ming Dynasty via Goryeo, we will also use the same route this time to destroy their country Zuo."

The commander of the army, Qi Jiguang, held the Zhenwu Sword in both hands and said with a smile: "In the past, Master Zhang used the Zhenwu Sword to sweep away the evil spirits. The meaning is really wonderful."

Looking at the soldiers and horses at hand, Qi Jiguang was very happy.

I have never fought such a rich battle in my life!

Qi Jiguang also wanted to improve and finally compete for the ranking of this martial arts temple.

"This generation of the Wuyue Sword Sect has seen some outstanding disciples. It doesn't matter whether you become the leader or not in the future."

"However, as the head of the Hengshan Sect, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Yao Yue looked at the eldest disciple in front of her: "Don't be nervous or pressured. Old Mo and Old Liu will help you. It's nothing special."

"Then...disciple, let's try it."

The little girl hesitated for a moment, bowed deeply to Yao Yue, and walked into the array of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

"It's time for us to go."

Yaoyue's figure flashed and came to Lin Xuan.

"Well, there are only a few hours left. Everyone who needs to be met has been met, and everything that needs to be said has been said. Leave the rest to Zhang Juzheng and the others."

"Thank you so much, Grand Palace Master, for your efforts. I think we will meet again in the future."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "It's a perfect copy, no regrets."

"Do you really have no regrets?"

"Ok?"

Feeling the coolness on his lips, Lin Xuan was startled and looked at Yaoyue who was very close at hand.

The girl showed a somewhat arrogant smile, closed her eyes and exerted a little force.

"The sucking power of Ming Yu Gong can still be used like this..."

After a long while, Lin Xuan let out a sigh and opened his eyes.

At some point, Yao Yue had chosen to return and disappeared without a trace.

"It feels like this momentum is not right..."

Looking at Zhang Juzheng, who was still smiling and unfazed by the audience, Lin Xuan shook his head, slightly cupped his hands, and also chose to return.

The next moment, his figure suddenly faded, as if melting into the air, and disappeared without a trace.

"This……"

Thinking of the peerless martial arts of Lin Xuan and the others, the guards around them couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines, and they hurriedly grasped their weapons.

"Don't worry, if they leave, they probably won't appear in this world again."

Zhang Juzheng waved his hand, looked at the empty high platform, and said softly: "Thank you both."

The Confucian way of sincerity can be known in advance.

(End of this chapter)