Please ask the dream

Just listen to Qiankun in His Sleeves Chen Jincheng shout loudly, and bursts of noise follow.

Countless bamboo sticks and wooden sticks knocking sounds come and go, and they are mixed with mind-deceiving techniques, making people distracted and difficult to concentrate.

This hundred-person Lotus Falling Formation was countless times stronger than the dozen or so people before. Feng Xue only felt that his sanity had actually begun to drop.

Before he could break through the formation, Chen Jincheng had already rushed out under the cover of the beggars' sticks. A short iron-clad stick in his hand thrust forward. It seemed like an ordinary blow, but it blocked Feng Xue's sword. At this angle, no matter how he draws the sword, the short stick will definitely press the sword first.

However, Feng Xue was not a swordsman who was "loyal to the sword". Seeing this situation, he simply did not draw his sword. The aura wrapped around his fingertips. With a flick of his finger, he easily flicked the stick with the speed and strength of his whole body. open.

But Chen Jincheng was not easy to deal with. He twisted his body violently, and used the power of rotation to release the huge force of the stick tip. His left hand was like a snake spitting out a message, and under the cover of his sleeve robe, he waved a palm!

Although Feng Xue's sight was obscured by his sleeves and robes, his perception had already unfolded. Coupled with the previous reminder from the passerby, the Great Emperor, even if he was disturbed by the falling lotus formation, there was no possibility of being attacked at such a close distance!

The energy comes from the roots, and the fist becomes a phoenix eye.

As the fists and palms clashed, Chen Jincheng felt a sharp pain in the palms of his hands. Although the palms were said to defeat the fists, although the Fengyan Fist was called a boxing fist, it was actually a fingering technique. The bent knuckles directly hit the Laogong point on the palms of the hands.

Chen Jincheng felt his left palm was sore and weak, and his body suddenly retreated. When the disciples around him saw this, they waved their short sticks in a combined attack to cover the helmsman's retreat.

Feng Xue succeeded with one blow but did not pursue him. As his muscles trembled, stars seemed to cast their light on the sky covered by dark clouds.

"Fate follows the sheep, fortune points to the bell star, and the world is astonished by my song!"

Accompanied by a very charming voice chanting along with the music, large ink characters appeared behind Feng Xue. No matter which direction you look at it, you can see the words in your heart.

The original golden drizzle suddenly became heavier, and among the big drops of raindrops, Feng Xue played her sword and sang!

"Here we come, Zha Tianli, one of Bai Yujing's five great immortal methods. This method can detect changes in the heaven and earth and understand the principles of all things. It is originally a method of deducing heaven's secrets and seeking good luck and avoiding evil. Feng Xue uses this method to combine swords, The three arts of sound and whistle, using human beings to replace heaven, are the most unique skills in sound attack in the world!"

The passerby Emperor explained it in time, but Chen Jincheng's face turned pale and he immediately shouted angrily:

"superior!"

Although the Lotus Falling Formation was disrupted by the sound of the Falling Rain Sword, the Lotus Falling Formation was originally designed to confuse the mind. This chaos within the chaos could not stop the movements of each disciple. The disciples of the Beggar Clan knocked each other with bamboo sticks, making chaotic sounds. The music interferes with Feng Xue's sword sound, while...

No, there is no side!

The golden rain suddenly turned into wisps of sword energy, pinning the Beggar Clan disciples to the ground. The blood and rain turned into golden red, flowing freely on the uneven ground.

And the long sword in Feng Xue's hand suddenly made an ethereal overtone, as if a long sword was slashing from the air!

"Duang!"

Although he couldn't see the sword clearly, Chen Jincheng's many years of combat experience made him subconsciously swing the stick. The iron-clad stick shook suddenly, and his palms went numb. Chen Jincheng took three steps back.

At this time, he already knew how powerful it was and was about to run away, but Feng Xue suddenly flicked three fingers in succession, making three clanging sounds of gold and iron, which made him feel like he was dead.

In fact!

[The battle is over, perfect tactics]

[Node settlement: Fantasy +5, Fame +12]

[The collection is being drawn...]

[You got the folding stool (blue)]

[You killed the leader of the Beggar Clan and a group of Beggar Clan disciples in an extremely powerful manner. Your reputation spread widely in the Wangjiang area, and Bai Yujing's popularity also increased. Fame +1, Prosperity +6. 】

Name: folding stool

Category: Object of Struggle

Quality: Blue Excellent

Effect: You can knock the target down as a standard action.

Note: You can also sit on it to hide your murderous intentions. Even if the police catch you, they won’t be able to sue you!

…

"This thing is a bit interesting!" Feng Xue looked at the fallen folding stool and was a little eager to try it for a moment. Although it seemed to have the effect of taking the target, the resistance of not taking the target is still quite rare in this world. Know how to do this standard move.

"I really want to give it a try..."

Although she was thinking this in her heart, Feng Xue felt a little hesitant when she looked at the remaining four dangerous enemies.

Not to mention whether the effect of this thing is stable or not, first of all, what he created is a kind of immortal character design. Using this thing always feels like it will be out of character.

With a secret murmur in her heart, Feng Xue focused her attention on the node again.

"The first dangerous enemy is the leader of the Beggar Clan. His combat power is only a little better than those lame dreamers in Hongying. It doesn't seem too difficult... Who will be next? The leader of the Beggar Clan or something like that. ?”

After roughly guessing the situation he would encounter next, Feng Xue suddenly had a vision of King Jinlun breaking into a martial arts conference. He shook his head and shook off this weird thought. He concentrated and clicked on the node again... …

The picture in front of him stretched out, but golden rain was still falling from the sky, and the water on the ground formed shallow depressions. Before Feng Xue could even murmur, he felt that the golden rain was already connected to his structure.

"It seems that the plan to build momentum is going quite smoothly!"

Scanning the surrounding crowd, Feng Xue also saw the enemy this time, but this time it was not a sect. Although it could not be said to be a ragtag army, the inconsistent clothing made Feng Xue feel that it was not as good as the Beggars' Sect.

However, before he could speak, and before the Passerby Emperor spoke, a young-looking handsome man in the crowd shouted:

"There is no need to talk about the morality of the martial arts world with such evil demons! Let's go together!"

"Dian!"

...

Just when Feng Xue was fighting fiercely in the fantasy dream, the whole Qingyun was in chaos. Although it was only a few minutes in reality, the news that Feng Xue appeared in the Wangjiang fantasy dream had spread all over the country.

Whether it was the various rebel kings who had already announced the clearing of the emperor's side, or the aristocratic families who were still watching, or the Qingyun high-level who were entrenched in Suqin, they all received the news at the first time, and the major families in Heshuo were even more crazy and began to send people to Wangjiang.

It's not that they want to harm Feng Xue, on the contrary, these people come with full sincerity at this time.

Just kidding, if Feng Xue hadn't shown up, they wouldn't have thought much, but now that he has shown up, it means that he also has ambitions to compete for the throne. The other party has both popular support and strength, but just lacks some local support. In this case, if he doesn't get on board now to earn the credit of following the dragon, will he wait until he takes the throne to settle accounts?