Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

"Qu Fusheng!" Yang Zhengshan raised his gun and pointed it at Qu Fusheng.

"Yang Zhengshan!" Qu Fusheng also raised his stick and pointed directly at Yang Zhengshan.

The two looked at each other, their sharp eyes colliding in the sudden wind.

Yang Zhengshan suddenly jumped out, raised his spear and stabbed straight at him, and more than ten spear lights erupted instantly.

Rumble~~

The thunder shook, and the wind and rain seemed to be penetrated by the light of a gun.

Qu Fusheng's expression changed slightly, and he rotated the iron rod in his hand in front of him, actually blocking all the dozens of gun rays.

However, there was also the black iron gun held by Yang Zhengshan in the gun light. The tip of the gun was pressed against the iron rod. The violent force directly knocked Qu Fusheng away, causing Qu Fusheng to fall off the boat and sink into the water.

Yang Zhengshan jumped again and stood on the side of the ship, overlooking the surging seawater below.

After a while, Qu Fusheng emerged from the water. He stepped on the waves, his body rising and falling.

Without saying much, Yang Zhengshan jumped out of the boat, stepped on the waves, held up a spear in his hand, and struck down with all his strength.

With a bang, the spear hit the waves and set off another foot-high wave.

Qu Fusheng dodged, but Yang Zhengshan stepped on the waves and stabbed out more than ten spears in an instant. Qu Fusheng did not show any weakness, and danced his long stick in his hand, accurately blocking Yang Zhengshan's spears every time.

The bodies of the two collided in the wind and waves, and from time to time they hit waves several feet high.

On the other side, An Yuxing, Taoist Xuanzhen and others also entered the battlefield.

Taoist Xuanzhen stood on a mast holding a fly whisk, looking at Yue Minghua with a smile.

Yue Minghua, on the other hand, stood on the deck where corpses were piled up, holding a long sword.

"Xuanzhen!"

Yue Minghua's eyes narrowed slightly, with a solemn look on his face.

"I didn't expect you actually knew about Pindao!" Taoist Xuanzhen was a little surprised.

Yue Minghua's face darkened, "Sixty years ago, Taoist Master once monopolized two innate warriors in the Lu Sheng Dynasty. I am lucky enough to see it with my own eyes!"

Hearing this, Taoist Xuanzhen showed a look of reminiscence, "Sixty years! What a pity, those two old friends have passed away long ago, and only the poor Taoist is left here alone!"

"Old friends!" A hint of gloom flashed in Yue Minghua's eyes, "Didn't those two die under the Taoist Master's whisk?"

"Really!" Taoist Xuanzhen was slightly shocked, "Sorry, there were too many people killed, and I can't remember them all!"

I think he also traveled in the southeastern sea back then, but at that time he was nearly seventy years old and he was completely restless and wanted to walk around.

As for the two innate warriors from the Lu Sheng Dynasty at that time, it seemed that he had beaten them to death on the spot.

"As people get older, they tend to be forgetful. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have even forgotten that I had been to the Lu Sheng Dynasty!"

Taoist Xuanzhen shook his fly whisk and said casually.

Back then, he was also an extremely arrogant being, fearless and fearless, doing whatever he wanted and doing as he pleased.

Until one day he met Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye from the Three Valleys.

He was severely beaten by Zhang Ye. In the following years, he challenged Zhang Ye more than ten times, and was beaten to a bruise and swollen face every time.

Now he has a good relationship with Zhang Ye, not because they had any good experiences before, but simply because Zhang Ye convinced him.

Just because they can't be beaten, they become friends.

If he can beat Zhang Ye, hum, he can overthrow the three valleys.

Even though Taoist Xuanzhen looks like he is an immortal, in fact, this old guy is just a demon king.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me ask the Taoist Master for advice today!"

Yue Minghua said in a deep voice.

Taoist Xuanzhen looked down at him, "Hey, if I were you, I would definitely turn around and run away right now."

Yue Minghua ignored his reminder and instead jumped up with a sword. At this moment, her skinny body burst out with extremely terrifying power.

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences!"

Taoist Xuanzhen sighed with some regret.

The next moment, the whisk in his hand was thrown out violently. Thousands of strands of the whisk seemed to be caught in the strong wind, forming a condensed wind force that hit the top of Yue Minghua.

Bang!

Yue Minghua was actually hit directly on the deck.

The thick deck cracked, and Yue Minghua was thrown into the cabin.

However, Taoist Xuanzhen was still standing on the mast.

But soon, Yue Minghua flew out of the cabin and attacked Taoist Xuanzhen again.

The sword is like a rainbow, and it shoots straight at Taoist Xuanzhen like an ancient creature.

Taoist Xuanzhen waved his fly whisk, and the energy flowed out like the wind.

Yue Minghua, who was in mid-air, seemed to have turned into a top, spinning constantly due to the strong wind.

"You don't understand the gap between us at all! Just like you don't know what Taoism is!"

"I don't know what the meaning of Tao is, but I have been enlightened for decades, and now I have touched the smallest details!"

"And this tiny bit of Taoism is like a chasm between you and me!"

"Look at the wind, how violent it is, how restless it is, how unscrupulous it is!"

With a bang, the fly whisk hit Yue Minghua on the deck again, and a big hole appeared on the deck again.

This time Yue Minghua was no longer as relaxed as before, but slowly climbed out of the broken deck.

He looked at Taoist Xuanzhen with horrified eyes. What he felt just now was that he could not control himself, as if he was a small boat in the strong wind and waves.

Although the surging wind and waves did not cause him much harm, it made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

He hadn't felt this way for decades, and now he experienced it again, which made him feel both fear and anger and unwillingness.

"You have entered the Tao!"

The Taoist Xuanzhen shook his head slightly, "I am still far from entering the Tao!"

As he said, he stepped down from the mast, but he did not fall, but was suspended in the air as light as a weight. No matter how strong the wind was, he was like stepping on solid ground, walking in the air.

"The stronger the wind, the freer I am in this world!"

"Look, this is the legendary walking on the wind!"

Yue Minghua was stunned, he opened his mouth wide, and looked at the Taoist Xuanzhen as if he had seen a ghost.

Walking in the air?

Walking on the wind?

These are all legendary abilities. Of course, it does not mean that such abilities do not exist in this world, but that such abilities are very rare.

Taoist Xuanzhen lowered his head and pondered for a while, "I can only be regarded as riding the wind, not controlling the wind, because I can't control the wind between heaven and earth."

"That's not right, I seem to be able to control it a little bit!"

As he said, he threw out the whisk again, and the next moment it seemed as if an invisible rope fell on Yue Minghua, pulling Yue Minghua from the deck into the air.

Yue Minghua's face changed slightly, "Break it for me!"

The long sword swung, the invisible sword energy cut through the sky, the pulling force suddenly dissipated, and he fell on the deck again.

Although he successfully broke free from Xuanzhen's control, he was full of fear.

Such ability was beyond his cognition.

Xuanzhen's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Xuanzhen looked down at him, his face a little unhappy, "Can't you cooperate with me to comprehend it?"

Yue Minghua's face turned pale.

The gap is too big, it's better to run first!

He had already retreated.

Almost without any hesitation, he turned around and flew under the ship.

"It's too late to run now!"

Xuan Zhen's figure accelerated suddenly, and the whole person dived down diagonally as if flying in the air.

Of course, he couldn't fly yet, he just flew in the air with the power of the wind. He stepped on the side of the ship to gain momentum, and flew more than a hundred feet again. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Yue Minghua.

"Qu Le!"

Yue Minghua heard the strong wind behind him and shouted to Qu Le who was fighting with Liang Shengze not far away.

Qu Le looked sideways, and the next moment his heart trembled.

Because he saw that Taoist Xuan Zhen was actually flying behind Yue Minghua, yes, Taoist Xuan Zhen was almost flying at this time.

Not to mention Qu Le, even Liang Shengze was stunned.

Qu Le reacted quickly, and turned around and ran without thinking.

But he wanted to run, but Taoist Xuan Zhen didn't want him to escape.

With a flick of the whisk, a strong wind swept towards Qu Le, and actually pulled Qu Le back after flying several feet away.

"Old Marquis, don't let him run away!"

Xuan Zhen actually had the mind to remind Liang Shengze, Liang Shengze's mind was a little confused, and he just responded subconsciously: "Oh~~"

Xuan Zhen stopped Qu Le, and it took a moment, and Yue Minghua actually flew more than ten feet away.

In fact, in terms of speed, Yue Minghua is not much slower than Xuan Zhen. Xuan Zhen can travel by wind, but his cultivation is only a little higher than Yue Minghua. The gap between the two in cultivation is not as big as imagined.

In terms of subtlety and mystery, the two are actually not much different. In terms of entering the Tao, Xuan Zhen has only touched a little bit, but this little bit of Taoism can evolve into countless possibilities.

Yang Zhengshan, who was fighting with Qu Fusheng, suddenly noticed Yue Minghua flying over, and his mind suddenly condensed.

He didn't notice the state of Taoist Xuanzhen, because he happened to see Taoist Xuanzhen stepping on the waves, so he thought the two were fighting.

After forcing Qu Fusheng back with a shot, Yang Zhengshan focused his attention on Yue Minghua.

For him, Yue Minghua was a much greater threat than Qu Fusheng. Qu Fusheng's cultivation was not as good as his. The reason why he hadn't taken Qu Fusheng down yet was entirely because he was fighting in the sea and his water-walking skills were not as good as Qu Fusheng's.

Compared with Qu Fusheng, Yue Minghua was undoubtedly more powerful. Even if Yue Minghua only affected him in the battle, he had to be careful.

At this time, he shifted his attention to Yue Minghua who was flying over, but he didn't know that Yue Minghua was running for his life.

Yue Minghua also noticed Yang Zhengshan who was blocking the way in front of him, and roared with a ferocious face: "Get out of the way!"

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind was more concentrated than ever before.

The sharp sword made him feel a strong pressure.

Xuan Zhen also noticed Yang Zhengshan, and his flying figure suddenly accelerated again, intending to stop Yue Minghua before Yue Minghua and Yang Zhengshan came into contact.

Qu Fusheng, who was next to him, saw this scene and did not retreat but advanced directly towards Yang Zhengshan.

His idea was to cooperate with Yue Minghua to take down Yang Zhengshan. He also didn't know that Yue Minghua was only thinking about escaping at this time and had no intention of cooperating with him.

But the two of them attacked from both sides, which put more pressure on Yang Zhengshan.

Retreat!

Impossible!

Taking a step back would put him at a disadvantage and put him at a greater disadvantage.

Yang Zhengshan was also a veteran, and naturally understood that the more he retreated, the more disadvantageous it would be when facing a strong enemy.

Especially when facing a being like Yue Minghua, taking a step back might be a bottomless abyss.

Under strong pressure and with highly concentrated attention, Yang Zhengshan suddenly stabbed with a spear.

The spear came out like a dragon, and the man was like a blue rainbow, breaking the wind and waves.

Yue Minghua swung his sword and thrust forward. In an instant, sword shadows flew like waves and tides.

His move was very similar to Yang Zhengshan's spear turning into more than ten spear beams, but it was far stronger than Yang Zhengshan. After all, Yang Zhengshan had only touched the threshold of the subtle and mysterious.

However, Yue Minghua had already reached the subtle realm, and even comprehended a lot of the mystery.

The sword energy was like a wave, pressing down on Yang Zhengshan.

Kacha~~

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky, and Yang Zhengshan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Rumble~~

The thunder sounded, but it did not come from the sky, but exploded from Yang Zhengshan's body.

"Break it for me!"

A roar, accompanied by rolling thunder, shook violently.

All the sounds of wind and rain, waves, and shouts of killing were suppressed.

The spear was like thunder, extremely fast, and pierced Yue Minghua's throat.

The remaining will of Yue Minghua had only one thought, that is, I was struck by lightning?

He didn't even know what happened. He just felt a flash of lightning in front of his eyes, and the next moment, the vitality of his body quickly dissipated, and his consciousness was also annihilated bit by bit.

Xuan Zhen behind Yue Minghua also didn't react. He saw a bright spear light piercing through Yue Minghua's neck, and he was stunned for a moment.

Qu Fusheng was even more confused, and he raised his long stick and smashed it towards Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan moved sideways, hid behind the spear, and raised the spear to block Qu Fusheng's long stick.

Another flash of lightning appeared, and Qu Fusheng suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw Yue Minghua, or to be more precise, he saw Yue Minghua's head standing on the tip of the spear.

At this time, Yue Minghua's eyes were wide open, and his skinny body was like a rag hanging on the tip of the spear.

A face wrinkled like sackcloth was placed in front of Qu Fusheng.

After Qu Fusheng was shocked, he suddenly felt fear in his heart and retreated more than ten feet.

When he retreated, Yang Zhengshan threw the spear and threw Yue Minghua's body into the water.

When the spear was retracted, the tip of the spear was still covered with blood, Yue Minghua's blood, and rain from the sky.

The blood dripped from the tip of the spear and fell into the surging waves.

"This shot!"

Xuan Zhen looked at Yang Zhengshan in doubt.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan's eyes were bright, a little scary, like stars in the dark night, and it was particularly breathtaking in this dark rainy day.

"This shot is called Thunder!"

He said with some excitement.

Thunder!

It was just something he thought of temporarily, and it was also what he thought of when he saw the flash of thunder just now.

However, this shot was not the first time he used it. In the battle at Zhengyang Gate in Kyoto, he also shot and killed Chi Jun of Shenyang Sect with a magical shot.

Today's shot was actually the same as that one. Both came out of nowhere, but were extremely fast, making it impossible to avoid or even react.