Maoshan ghost hunter

As soon as this remark came out, everyone who heard it was shocked, Fan Tianyin, this is the natal magic weapon of Guang Chengzi, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals according to the rumors!

Especially the general who was fighting against Fan Tianyin with his saber, when he knew that he was fighting against Fan Tianyin, his momentum was a little weaker instinctively. The bullet flew out and hit him on the head.

The general turned pale with fright, his stature shortened, and he rolled towards the rear at an extremely fast speed, narrowly avoiding the fate of being crushed into meatloaf. However, he lost this confrontation, and he lost like this Embarrassed.

"Come on, let's go!" The general gritted his teeth and roared.

Daofeng only saw the dense fog around him flowing immediately, and suddenly, the same spear-like beams as before shot from all directions, Daofeng's figure flickered and plunged into the crowd, and the ten thousand beams of light shot over immediately.

After Daofeng entered the crowd, he didn't fight anyone, but walked around in the middle. Those light beams didn't have eyes, and most of them landed on these innocent soldiers after a burst of fire. The person's body passed through, and the soul flew away immediately, turning into a spirit...

Seeing the tragic death of their comrades around them, these soldiers were even more afraid of the beam, and walked around to avoid it. In this way, Daofeng was given an opportunity to mix in the crowd and use his body skills to avoid the beam. As a result, he was fine. The soldiers were shot into sieves one by one.The flying spirit did not fly to the underworld, but flew down to the bottom of the island and into the spring.

"Stop!" The old man with the appearance of a military adviser yelled, took out an unwritten parchment scroll from his sleeve, quickly wrote something on it with his fingers, and then threw it out.

The parchment flew over the heads of Daofeng and the others, and all the beams of light were absorbed into it, and golden writing gradually appeared on the parchment without words, as if those beams were transformed from the words on the parchment.

Daofeng stood still.

The old man held the parchment in his hand, looked Daofeng up and down, and said, "Who are you?"

"Maoshan disciple Daofeng."

"Disciple of Maoshan?" The old man has never heard of Daofeng's name, because they have lived on Haiyan Island for too long, and they are dusty here. Know.But of course they had heard of Maoshan's name.

"Disciple of Maoshan, why did you become the special envoy of Master Zhong?"

"It's just entrusted by others." Daofeng looked at him and smiled faintly, "You don't know me, but I know you. You are Chong Hezi of the Southern Song Dynasty, the founder of the Shenxiao School, and you have created an extremely powerful school. The spell is called "Shenxiao Wuleishu". After you became an eternity, you got acquainted with Zhong Tianshi in the Yin Division, followed him to fight in the north and south, and acted as a military adviser. More than a hundred years ago, Princess Jiaotu was suppressed here, so you are always here. Cultivate here, and don't ask about the outside world. What I said, is it right?"

Chong Hezi looked at Daofeng, and said: "Since you know my name, you should know that this Haiyan Island is not easy to break into. Even if your cultivation level is extremely deep, if you forcefully break into it, you will surely die."

Daofeng already knew the strength of that light beam.Therefore, after being trapped at first, he has been paying attention to identifying Chong and Zigan who were speaking in the dense fog, guessing their location, and taking the opportunity to use the illusion technique to approach them quietly. If stabbed, even he would have to lie down.

"I'm not convinced, let's fight again!"

2655 The Invincible Monk 1

The general looked at Daofeng and said coldly.

The previous confrontation started with Daofeng's sneak attack, and after he learned about Fan Tianyin, he lost to Daofeng for a moment of timidity - at least he thought so.

Even though he was unscathed, he was still brooding about his useless loss, not to mention that Feng used the attack of the magic circle to kill so many of his subordinates, so he naturally wanted to win back his breath.

Either he won the fight, or he was convinced that he would lose. Chong Hezi understood that if he was not allowed to fight again, his Dao heart would be blocked, and his future practice would be greatly affected.

Immediately nodded, told the surrounding soldiers not to step forward, let them single out.

"My surname is Li. I was a deputy general under General Qi Jiguang's tent in the human world. After his death, he followed Marshal Zhong and served as a pioneer officer of the Fifth Zhengxi Road under his tent. Later, he guarded the Nanhai Spring and guarded the first road here." According to the rules, Chong Daofeng bowed his hands.

Daofeng made a gesture of invitation to him.

General Li was not polite, he pulled out his saber, and with a dodge, the figure flew to Daofeng's side, and a ray of saber light slashed down in the air.

Daofeng dodged sideways, flicked his sleeves, held the magic whip in his hand, and fought back.

After some confrontation, Daofeng frowned slightly and asked, "What is your route?"

"Haha, there is no way, no sect, I created it myself."

"Did it come from human martial arts?"

The two chatted while fighting.

General Li said: "Well, in fact, I have never learned martial arts in the human world. I just went to battle to kill the enemy, and slowly summed up some experience. After I died, I entered the Taoist school by chance, and I only learned the cultivation method. What about spells? I don’t know it at all, I use all the experience in the world, and then I have fought on the battlefield for hundreds of years, this set of methods I created is simple and practical, and it is much stronger than ordinary spells.”

He suddenly swung his saber and attacked fiercely.

From his moves, Daofeng could clearly see the flaws, but he also saw the fierce side, opening and closing, not making detours.After a few rounds, Daofeng figured out his strength: he is probably a third-class ghost leader. If he wants to defeat him, he can be crushed by relying on hard power, but the way he makes moves makes Daofeng have a strong interest , I can't help but think about a question: If I am in the same realm as him, can I defeat him?

General Li saw that Daofeng was interested in his method, and he hadn't competed with others for too long, so he explained it in detail, "I didn't create this by myself. Many brothers around me are like this. We We don’t have time to learn spells one by one, our methods are all practiced in war, and they are produced by killing people.”

Killed by murder... This sentence made Daofeng's heart move.

General Li chuckled twice, and said, "If it's a stance contest, I'm sure I can't beat the opponent with the same strength, but if it's a battlefield where the two sides are fighting to the death, I'm not afraid of them. If it didn’t come out, it might have been hacked to death by me.”

General Li said a lot, and Daofeng listened carefully, feeling a lot, but it is not about the power of his self-created "spells", but the truth behind it... It was discovered after thousands of trials on the battlefield The most direct way to kill people is martial arts in the human world. After having the basis of mana, it has evolved into a kind of magic.

Although this so-called "spell" doesn't look like a spell at all, it is very simple and effective. If you don't pay attention, you will be hit, and the hit is a killer move. Basically, you will not be given a chance to fight back or escape...

After a little thought, Daofeng realized something.

Suddenly, General Li stopped fighting.

Facing Daofeng's puzzled gaze, General Li smiled and shook his head, "I can't beat you, so I won't fight. This fight is just to prove that I really can't beat you, and it's an explanation for myself."

Daofeng nodded in greeting, and said, "Thank you too, for letting me realize some truths."

Sometimes, it is not necessarily only the strong who have more things to learn.

What Daofeng realized was not that he directly applied the means of fighting on the battlefield to his spells like this general - he also led thousands of troops to gallop on the battlefield in the Valley of the Wind, but all this was based on his mastery of spells. basis.He did not have the experience of General Li and his colleagues, that is, he fought with people on the basis of nothing, and gradually accumulated a set of perfect methods on the battlefield.

This method is used to kill people.

It was the killing intent revealed in this simple method that made Daofeng comprehend. He, who is exquisite in seven orifices, felt enlightened immediately after thinking about it for a while.

Regardless of the outcome of this trip, it is already worthwhile to have this unexpected harvest.

After fighting with General Li, Daofeng found that there was no one soldier around him, only Chong Hezi and General Li were left.

Daofeng looked around hesitantly, and asked Chong Hezi: "Are you going to let me see the princess?"

"No." Chong Hezi shook his head.

"Then why did you withdraw everyone? Do you think you can deal with me by yourself?"

"Haha, no, no, Daofeng benefactor, Pindao has just observed it, your way is incomparable, Pindao is not your opponent, why bother to humiliate yourself, just my senior brother is here, that's enough."

Daofeng frowned slightly.

Chong Hezi waved his sleeves, the thick fog behind him dissipated, and the whole island was gradually revealed: in the middle of the island, there was a square high platform with nine floors in total, on which stood a huge bell, the whole body was green, Should be made of bronze.The tripod itself is round but has four legs with two ears on top.

On the front of the tripod, there were many indistinct handwriting engraved on it, which looked like big seal characters, and Daofeng didn't recognize a few of them.

From this tripod, there is a simple and dignified atmosphere—not a feeling, but a real power, oppressing from all directions.

In front of Ding, stood a man, a monk in cassock, short and fat, holding a rosary in his hand, staring at him benevolently and quietly.

His two eyes gave Ye Shaoyang the feeling of a deep ocean, full of mysterious power.