Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Chapter 28 Overwhelm the three armies, especially the heroes

After losing Oboi's head, the master and the disciple continued to move forward. They both had high light skills. One was the Spiral Nine Shadows recorded in the Jiuyin Sutra, and the other was the Golden Wild Goose Kung of the Quanzhen Sect.

The mountains are originally dense coniferous forests. People are not the center of the world, and they are not born for people. Therefore, they are densely packed, clumps, and chaotic. They are everywhere, and there is no obvious path.

If a person suddenly wakes up from the forest, he will find that there are trees in front of him, trees in the back, trees on the left, and trees on the right. The front, back, left and right are the same, like entering a maze with no way out.

The master and the disciple jumped up and jumped over the sea of ​​trees, becoming two darker dots on the dark background. Under their feet were patches of identical coniferous forests that kept moving back and forth. But as I moved around, I saw no difference.

And when it falls, it will search all around for a coniferous tree with properly grown roots, then tap the crown of the tree lightly with its toes, and all the force will be buffered by the tree. The leaves of the trees were rustling and trembling, and they were like two feathers blown by the wind, soaring into the sky again.

Both of them have the ability to see at night. During this process, they can clearly see a wide and long crack. The wound seems to be given in the coniferous forest, twisting and turning, from small to large, extending all the way. The widest part is more than three feet, and the trees inside are swaying here and there, cut off, cut off, blown up, smashed... The situations are different, but they are all a mess.

If you scale them down a hundred times, these are the parts of a toy that the naughtiest child in the world would break. But when it was restored a hundred times, it became a shocking natural disaster scene.

The so-called sea of ​​trees, if you really regard the coniferous forest under your feet as an ocean, then it is as if someone has truly separated the ocean.

In the silence, it was Qiu Chuji who noticed the clues first. His eyes moved and he said urgently, "Chen'er, we found it... The life-chasing hunter is in good condition, but the Xixia dog's offensive is fierce enough. I'll go over to help first, and you'll come over later. !”

Unable to wait, he accelerated his body, jumped a few times, and surpassed Lu Chen.

When Qiu Chuji said this, Lu Chen didn't notice anything. This sea of ​​trees was still dark and unknown, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, as if he had truly entered an unfathomable abyss.

From this, it can be seen that Lu Chen's most proud attribute of divine refining perception is still far behind Qiu Chuji.

Lu Chen shrugged, not caring, he knew that he had just glimpsed the path of martial arts, and there was still a long way to go in the future.

I just want to condemn Qiu Chuji for having no sense of teamwork and serious personal heroism.

But then I thought about it, it wasn't all bad for Qiu Chuji to abandon him and join the battle on his own. My martial arts skills are the lowest, and being in the dark is more effective than being in the open.

Of course, it would be best if they could win with two against one. But to be honest, the probability is low.

When Lu Chen thought of this, he simply gave up walking with Qinggong and instead sank into the coniferous forest, diving into the river like a leaping fish.

During the day, Li Yanzong was among the crowd, and he was also among the crowd. That was the best way to hide. So Li Yanzong deceived Zhuiming, and he also successfully deceived Li Yanzong. But in this deserted sea of ​​trees, for a master of Li Yanzong's level, any slightest sound is as clear as thunder.

He needs to hide.

Silently, Lu Chen fell to the ground. His power changed. It was no longer the spiral nine shadows, but the "flying catkin power" recorded in the Jiuyin Sutra. His body was covered with soft power, and a little snowflake fell. On his clothes, it seemed to be sticky and sagging, but it didn't melt.

When he took another step, the snowflakes would fall where they were supposed to, without any deviation because of him.

Lu Chen was spotless as he walked. Not only was his footsteps quiet, but even his breathing and heartbeats were kept as quiet as possible.

Following the opened road next to him, after walking another twenty or thirty feet, Lu Chen's ears moved and he heard a distant rumble, which was the sound of pieces of wood being broken and broken.

He walked another twenty feet before he saw the battlefield not far away.

I know in my heart that this is the gap between myself and my innateness. He can perceive a radius of twenty feet, while Lian Shen is gifted with sharp ears and eyesight. The range of perception is only fifty feet in length, and the difference in perceived area is even greater.

Chasing his life, he was hiding here and there, but he was exhausted running for his life with Bao Xiruo, never staying anywhere for long. But when Qiu Chuji arrived, the two men who met for the first time had the same tacit understanding and the same decision.

They decided to confront Li Yanzong here and not escape again!

So when Lu Chen arrived, this place had completely turned into a battlefield for innate masters.

From a bird's-eye view, the road, which looked like a huge scar in the sea of ​​trees, ended here, then suddenly opened up and spread to an unprecedented size, covering a radius of more than ten feet.

Within this area, all the trees were swept away, collapsed and shattered, and piled up in the center, forming a large pile of buildings made of broken wood. It was similar to the environment in the previous rift, only larger and more messy.

Three figures were flying around the place. It seemed like three lightning bolts of different colors sometimes landed on the nearby tree trunks and sometimes landed on the central tree trunk. Their attacks were so incredibly fast that Lu Chen could not see clearly. Specific details of the encounter.

All I know is that they sometimes collide and sometimes separate, and each round of confrontation will cause the energy to explode and collide in mid-air. It is invisible and has no quality, but can be clearly felt, making a loud roar like thunder.

There is no doubt that it is the aftermath of these transparent and invisible innate energy that stirs up strong winds and riots, destroying large trees as thick as an adult man's hands clasped together, and then collapses either towards the center or towards the outside.

Lu Chen's eyes flashed, and he looked around again, and saw Bao Xiruo having his sleeping hole tapped, lying peacefully in the corner, breathing evenly, with a demure look on his face, becoming an older but beautiful Sleeping Beauty, only missing the look of a prince. kiss.

This was his first thought, and then he realized that this metaphor was not appropriate, because Wanyan Honglie was once a genuine prince of the Golden Kingdom, and now he has become a prince more noble than a prince.

If he knew that there was such a fairy tale in the world, he would definitely be willing to come and kiss Bao Xiruo, and then he would be embarrassed to find that Bao Xiruo was sleeping heavily and snoring loudly.

Obviously, the one she is really willing to accept will always be Yang Tiexin.

The three masters were afraid of hurting her, so they deliberately avoided this place so that there was still a big tree for shelter. This big tree was fortunate enough to be the only sapling on the edge of the battlefield, but it was still occasionally beaten into a mess by the strong winds of the three innate masters.

It's understandable that Qiu Chuji and Zhui Ming didn't want to hurt her, but it was surprising that Li Yanzong was willing to stop. Lu Chen had to admit that this man was hateful, but he still retained the reserve of the Dayan royal family.

But now, this reserve gave him a good opportunity to get close to the battlefield.

The three of them were fighting fiercely, but no one noticed that Lu Chen came quietly behind the big tree and occupied a VIP seat. Then sit cross-legged and settle your mind.

He has mortal eyes and cannot understand the mysteries. For a moment, I could only observe the battle between these three people with my heart and analyze it in real time with my subconscious.

Lu Chen saw a magnificent battle.

Li Yanzong was in mid-air, fighting one against two. He is still the bearded image, wearing armor and holding a waist knife that comes standard with the Golden Army in his hand, but it is not really just a knife, sometimes it also becomes a sword.

He can use his sword to perform swordsmanship without causing any inconvenience to others.

Sometimes he cuts people with his knife, sometimes he stabs people with his knife. The light of the knife is like mercury leaking out, penetrating into every hole. In the blink of an eye, he makes fifteen or six moves. Each move has a very different temperament. It obviously comes from different martial arts, but it is also different. It was properly integrated into his hands and became a brand-new martial arts that was most suitable for the current situation.

In the blink of an eye, this martial arts was shattered and reorganized. Depending on the next situation, he could use unexpected moves at any time.

"He is indeed an outstanding person cultivated by Huan Shi Shui Pavilion!"

Lu Chen only saw it for less than half a breath before an astonishing thought arose in his heart.

He once boasted that his "Heart Sea" was comparable to Wang Yuyan's, but now he found that even Li Yanzong was far inferior, and Wang Yuyan's knowledge beyond the martial arts classics might have to go even further.

In terms of pure martial arts knowledge, if Murong Fu is said to be Xiao Wang Yuyan, he is not even Xiao Murong Fu.

Fifteen or six moves were said to be many, but when they were put into practice, they turned into an electric and flint blow, slashing left and right with a clanking sound and sparks flying. Li Yanzong forced back the life-seeking legs and Qiu Chuji's sword. People are like marbles being thrown away, separated left and right.

Li Yanzong himself was also hit by the huge force and slid backwards until he hit a big tree and stopped with his feet. The force carried by his body was so great that the tree was bent and bent, making a rattling noise, just like a fully drawn bow, and Li Yanzong was the arrow on the bow.

With a sudden sound, the trees bottomed out and rebounded. Li Yanzong took advantage of the situation to take the lead and flew to the fuselage of Qiu Chu, who was alone. With his martial arts attainments, he could tell whether a person was strong or weak when he touched a person's knife or sword.

And no matter how much Qiu Chuji didn't want to admit it, he was undoubtedly the weakest link among the three, and a soft persimmon in Li Yanzong's eyes.

The world is so strange. Qiu Chuji had just shown his power and cut off Obai's head, but now Li Yanzong's knife was aimed at his neck.

Lu Chen's heart tightened, but he also knew that this was care and chaos. In fact, when he looked at it purely from a martial arts perspective, he knew that his master would never be so unhelpful.

Qiu Chuji did not betray the trust of his disciples. He was in mid-air, facing the strong attack, and his beard flew up. Then, the sword light that had single-handedly defeated the six masters in Prince Zhao's Mansion also flew up.

The sword light forms a sword glow, the sword glow condenses into a sword gang, and the sword gang then spreads the sword energy. A series of criss-crossing white lights flickered in mid-air, meeting Li Yanzong's sword light.

The swords collided for a moment, making a sharp sound.

The two figures also intertwined together and became a ball of swords and swords, gliding all the way down. They moved so fast that two or two breaths had passed twenty or thirty moves, forming a series of sounds in the air, tinkling and clanking, which was endless.

The swaying sword energy and sword energy made a hissing sound tearing the airflow in mid-air, becoming a pleasant accompaniment when the swords collided.

At first glance, it seems that you and I can no longer be distinguished.

However, Lu Chen saw clearly and clearly. He understood not only how Qiu Chuji's eyes were splitting and his teeth gnashing, but also how Li Yanzong was able to handle things with ease and be calm and self-possessed.

As they continued to fight, Qiu Chuji became more and more angry, his face turned pale, and his eyes became dizzy.

His crown was pierced, his hair fell off, his clothes were torn, and there were gaps everywhere on his sword.

An extraordinary Taoist priest gradually became miserable under the sword of Li Yanzong.

Obviously, Qiu Chuji is indeed not an opponent that Li Yanzong can easily deal with, but the only negative thing is the word "easy".

To say that Li Yanzong can't deal with him is definitely a big joke.

After a certain point, the old Taoist priest's movements gradually slow down and his moves become weak, as if he is dragging his feet. This is a phenomenon of exhaustion.

The Xiantian True Qi is said to be full of breath and endless, but it is not a true perpetual motion machine. It just regenerates extremely quickly. However, Qiu Chuji condensed the innate qi without any effort, so that the innate qi could not be recovered in time, and reached the end of his power.

But Lu Chen understood him. It wasn't that the master was willing to squander things, but that he couldn't survive otherwise.

In contrast, Li Yanzong did not rely on his internal strength to win. The waist knife in his hand did not have any fancy sword-qi sword glare. There was only a thin layer of internal energy wrapped around the blade, and the rest depended on the changes in his moves.

At a certain moment, the knife in his hand suddenly changed. It was no longer a knife, nor just a sword. The sword could not limit its trajectory, and it turned into a spear, a halberd and other sharp weapons.

Then it changed again. It was no longer just sharp weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. The back of the knife could actually hit people. It could also be regarded as a blunt weapon such as a stick, hammer or stick.

Then there was another change, the knife flew away, spun back, and turned into a hidden weapon.

Lu Chen swore that in his heart, he absolutely wanted Li Yanzong to die a hundred times, to be shattered into ashes thirty times, to be wiped out in ashes thirty times, and to lose his soul forty times. But he also had to admit that he admired Murong Fu's martial arts.

An ordinary waist knife seemed to have entered some indescribable realm in Li Yanzong's hands. It could transform into eighteen kinds of weapons and launch unfathomable violent attacks from various angles.

He wanted to say that this was just because Yanziwu had the "Huan Shi Shui Pavilion", but it was no big deal to practice all the profound martial arts in the world.

But this is a layman's view. Lu Chen himself also practices martial arts and has a preliminary understanding of martial arts. He knew very well that ninety-nine percent of the ordinary people in the world would not be able to cultivate to such an extent even if they were given a magic book.

Li Yanzong definitely put in a lot of unimaginable hard work, talent and energy to achieve this achievement.

If Qiu Chuji's sword energy, sword light, and sword were like dragons of light with teeth and claws, then Li Yanzong's sword light had no brilliance at all, and became an ink-colored lightning in the darkness, traveling up and down, cutting horizontally and vertically.

But this mediocre ink-colored stain can actually be used as a cook to solve the problem. Silently, Guanglong's head fell off, his claws fell off, and his body split into two parts. Everything Qiu Chuji did was in vain, and his illustrious appearance became a joke.

Looking at it this way, Lu Chen finally discovered that there were differences between innate beings. Fortunately, fortunately, there is still life to pursue.

"Li Yanzong, look at me!"

A life-chasing kick flew in, as powerful as thunder. He had to remind him of his sneak attack, just because he was encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao, and he was never willing to trade Qiu Chuji's life for Li Yanzong's.

Of course, he couldn't change it. Li Yanzong had already deflected the blade before he reminded him, and turned around to fight for his life.

Qiu Chuji's life was at the knife's edge. It seemed that he could take it at any time, but it seemed that he was just a step away. Anyway, it was definitely not far away. But he was not in a hurry to take Qiu Chuji's life, suppressing his desire for a staged victory, because no one of these two men could be his opponent when fighting alone.

This round of battle between the two is not harmful, but beneficial. Li Yanzong will always be invincible. And if you are eager for success and fall into attacks from both front and back, you will expose your flaws and give others the possibility of defeating you.

This is a strategy, a kind of patience, and a kind of calmness.

From this choice, Lu Chen got a glimpse of his character, and in line with his previous observations, Li Yanzong did treat his enemies like a wolf hunting without leaving any flaws. This may be the true story of the Murong family, a descendant of Dayan who was like a wolf and a tiger in history. . His face darkened, feeling deeply how terrible this person was.

Since traveling through time, like Bao Xiruo and Qiu Chuji, they once again have names they knew from their previous lives, breaking Lu Chen's stereotype. The only difference is that this time it's an enemy.

The sea of ​​trees was quiet, and the wind blew, and he squinted his eyes and silently recited the two names of this person in the silence.

Li Yanzong, Murong Fu.

When I was reading a book in my previous life, there was a chapter called "Old Demon and Clown". There is no doubt that Ding Chunqiu is the old demon, and he and You Tanzhi are clowns. Bei Qiao Feng is a good man, but Nan Murong is a deceitful person who cheats the world and steals his reputation. Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword showed great power, but he couldn't even practice the combing of fingers.

In the end, he was crazy and stupid, and became the emperor in the eyes of children.

So among the readers, some said he was ridiculous, some said he was pitiful, some said he was hateful, but no one ever said he was terrible.

And now that he has it, Lu Chen is very willing to say that Murong Fu is terrible. He is terrifying, yet admirable!
Before nightfall, in the Taoist temple, Lu Chen and Qiu Chuji made plans together, and once said the unlucky words "If you go up the mountain, you won't be able to get back down."

In fact, they were not worried about how to kill Obai or how to create chaos.

In this confrontation between the two sides, there are three heroic armies and a crowd of heroes. But these people were not worried. The three armies were in chaos and the heroes became a pack of bears.

Only in this battle on the mountain, no one knows, no one is sure, and no one can help but worry whether he can defeat Li Yanzong.

He alone is a hindrance, alone he is a worry.

——Li Yanzong alone can defeat the three armies, especially the heroes!
(End of this chapter)