school flower genius

Chapter 594

Seeing that Han Qing's complexion instantly froze, and when the mana in his body that was still boiling just now completely calmed down at this moment, Lu Wuzong knew that his hypnosis was successful, he held the knife, smiled, and almost hummed a ditty Lu Wuzong, who is a son of his son, moves closer to Hanqing in a leisurely manner.

However, when Lu Wuzong walked up to Han Qing, his expression suddenly hesitated. This was not because he was merciful, but because he thought of Han Qing's prestige.

Since the First Battle of Laoshan, Han Qing, a monk who has risen suddenly, has been nicknamed "Blood Shura" in the Central Plains cultivation world. Now, Han Qing with this nickname is standing in front of him How can you not be excited when waiting for Lu Wuzong to cut off his head with a single knife?After being excited, how could Lu Wuzong not hesitate?
Besides, the other monks who were watching the battle stared at Han Qing with a relaxed expression at this time.

Although Lu Wuzong is not yet at the level of monk Wenxu in terms of hard power, but this person's hypnotic attainments are very high, even if he is a monk who is not careful, he will be easily hypnotized by him, let alone Han Qing asked monk Xu like this?Naturally, the latter can be easily hypnotized by the former, and the current situation is similar to what everyone guessed. When Lu Wuzong showed his hypnotizing ability, he really easily hypnotized Han Qing.

At this time, Han Qing is almost like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Anyone, even a bad old man who is paralyzed and panting for two floors, can easily kill Han Qing, let alone Lu Wuzong who has some magic power The existence of the bottom?

"What blood Shura? It's nothing more than that. I thought this kid could make a big wave, but he suppressed it with a single move."

"That's why, no matter what kind of master with a horrible nickname is unreliable, let alone Blood Shura, even if you kill God, we can only listen to it. Whoever believes it is an idiot."

Several other monks talked and laughed, and satirized Han Qing for not being worthy of his name, and he really couldn't be called a blood Shura.

However, when everyone was sarcasm, when Lu Wuzong was considering whether to take a close-up of Han Qing who killed him, the latter suddenly opened his eyes.

"Damn it!" Lu Wuzong was the first to yell, with a ghostly expression on his face.

How could Lu Wuzong dare to believe that after being hypnotized, Han Qing would automatically wake up without external intervention!

Who is Lu Wuzong?His hypnotic attainment has already reached the pinnacle of perfection. Even the Dao Slayer cultivator would not be able to wake up automatically within ten days and a half months after being hypnotized, let alone Han Qing, a cultivator who asked Xu.

However, the Han Qing in front of him, whose cultivation base was not superficial, indeed woke up without the intervention of external forces!

On this point, Lu Wuzong can be [-]% sure!Because among the people present, only he approached Han Qing, and no one approached Han Qing. Even if Han Qing was awakened by external force, how could it be possible to wake him up if the external force did not touch Han Qing?

Lu Wuzong was puzzled, but the most important point, this person who would never wake up automatically in his consciousness, did wake up automatically at this time. This huge contrast caused Lu Wuzong to almost bite his own tongue in shock. , After yelling, he hurriedly jumped a few steps back.

"How did you wake up?" Lu Wuzong asked.

"Your hypnosis has a flaw, of course I can wake up." Han Qing said, not mentioning the existence of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit at all. After all, when the Holy Mother is in the dark, sometimes she can play unexpected The miraculous effect is just like just now, if it is not for the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, it would be tantamount to a dream if Han Qing wanted to wake up alone.

After hearing Han Qing's words, Lu Wuzong sneered, with a bit of sarcasm on his face, and said: "Flaws? My hypnotism is unparalleled in the world, and I have been immersed in it for decades, and I have already reached the level of perfection." How could there be a flaw? Humph, kid, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Speaking of this, Lu Wuzong's eyes flickered again, even if it was a person with split personality, Lu Wuzong could easily hypnotize him, let alone a person like Han Qing who did not have a split personality.

However, it was precisely a person like Han Qing who had no mental problems that caused his hypnosis to fail. How could Lu Wuzong not be surprised by this?
Hearing Lu Wuzong's words, Han Qing smiled slightly, his face looked quite calm, and said: "Who can't brag? Anyway, bragging is not against the law. I also said that I am the only one in the world, but I can't even handle Kunwu Mountain. How can you have the face to say that you are sweeping the world? You old guy, hypnotism is garbage, and you still refuse to admit it, your skin is as thick as a city wall!"

Speaking of it, Han Qing is also a person who respects the old and loves the young. This Lu Wuzong is also an old man anyway. Han Qing, who grew up in an environment with a strong traditional concept of filial piety, feels that he is older than himself and has a seniority higher than himself. Of course, the tall old man will naturally have some respect.

But what time is it now?Although Lu Wuzong was old, he wanted his own life now. Under such circumstances, how could Han Qing still respect him?As the saying goes, people don't offend me, I don't offend others, people respect me a foot, I respect others, this old guy repays kindness with grievances, of course Han Qing will repay him in the same way, and it is normal to ridicule Lu Wuzong .

Unexpectedly, this Lu Wuzong is a very thin-skinned person. He used to rely on hypnotism to traverse the world of self-cultivation, and he felt very inferior in his heart. After all, no matter how powerful hypnotism is, it is only soft power. The realm of monk Xu is hard power. Therefore, even if Lu Wuzong has been identified as a monk of Xu Xu, he is still half a head shorter than ordinary monks of Xu Xu.

For this reason, Lu Wuzong often thought that he was not as good as other Wenxu monks, so his self-esteem was unimaginably high. If Han Qing's words were to satirize the old fellows of other Taoism, the latter would probably not be as good as Han Qing. General knowledge, however, when he satirized Lu Wuzong, he immediately made Lu Wuzong tremble with anger, and his old face turned pale with anger.

"Hmph, sharp teeth, little bastard, sharp teeth and sharp mouth will not end well in the cultivation world! This old man will let you know the truth of life today!" Lu Wuzong said.

While talking, I saw a few wisps of white mist appearing on the skin of Lu Wuzong's body. It was the magic power stimulated by Lu Wuzong, which surrounded his body and made piercing buzzing sounds. At the same time, ripples appeared in the void.

These ripples are not the fluctuations formed by mana in the process of twisting, but a kind of distortion of sunlight. In the few feet of space between Han Qing and Lu Wuzong, the sunlight is affected by something, refracted from a straight line , becomes a curved refraction!

"Spiritual consciousness?" Han Qing was slightly startled, and only felt a swelling pain in his temple. He was no stranger to this feeling, but it was stimulated by external spiritual consciousness. Already so tyrannical to this extent? Even the law of sunlight refraction can be changed?!"

It turned out that the reason why the sunlight between the sky and the earth turned into a curved refraction was because Lu Wuzong urged his own spiritual consciousness.This person's spiritual consciousness is so strong that he can distort time!This made Han Qing gasp in shock.

Han Qing couldn't help but be shocked. Although Lu Wuzong's move was nothing compared to his Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, one must know that Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is a pseudo-immortal technique!What is pseudo-immortal art?It is an existence that surpasses the top level of Taoism. The world's supernatural powers, the immortal art is the first, and the pseudo-immortal art ranks second. When each pseudo-immortal art fully demonstrates its power, it has the ability to change the world.

And Lu Wuzong, just relying on the power of his own consciousness, can achieve the same effect as the pseudo-immortal technique. How can this not surprise Han Qing?

"The Yuan Magnetic Divine Light can only exert [-]% of its power when it reaches the level of mana, and the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light consumes a lot. Distorting the time in a cubic space will consume at least [-]% of my true magic power. This old guy The distorted part of the space now has at least a hundred cubic meters, and it can be done with only my own consciousness. This method has completely surpassed me! Damn, I really underestimate this old guy! Sure enough, on the land of the Central Plains None of these monks who can cultivate to Wenxu state are fuel-efficient lamps!" Han Qing thought to himself, feeling unparalleled shock at Lu Wuzong's display of strength.

At the same time, the corner of Lu Wuzong's mouth, which was fully mobilizing the spiritual consciousness in his body, suddenly raised a smirk, and then his hands were clapped together, and the mana floating around his body suddenly began to spiral upwards. Quickly drilled into the void, and could no longer see the trace.

Then, the light-distorted void shook violently, and a transparent phantom suddenly emerged.

This phantom emerged from the void step by step. He stood between the sky and the earth, at least hundreds of feet high, with ruthless eyes and a human body with an eagle beak. This phantom has no feathers on its body, but a pair of black iron armor covered with sword marks and sword marks.

The phantom's eyes revealed a strong coldness that was about to freeze, and the moment it emerged, the focus of the eyes fell on Han Qing.

At the same time, a loud shout suddenly came from Lu Wuzong's mouth!

"Vajra crouching pestle!" Lu Wuzong suddenly shouted.

The phantom staring at Han Qing's eyes suddenly flashed, and then the consciousness in the void suddenly rolled and quickly gathered in the phantom's hand.

hum!
There was a loud buzzing sound, and the phantom suddenly shook hands, one of which was tens of feet high, at least as thick as a house, and could only vaguely see an outline, an almost completely transparent Zen stick appeared in the phantom's hand, Then, I saw the phantom lifting the Zen staff and poking at Han Qing fiercely.

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