Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 377 The camp falls

When they thought that Su Qingxuan was most likely a super master in the semi-immortal realm, Xia Suiliang and others couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.

The strength of half-immortals is far beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors. Only half-immortals can deal with them.

Nowadays, in the world of Song Dynasty, there is only one semi-immortal master belonging to the imperial court, Yu He.

After all, if he wanted to resist Su Qingxuan, his master Yu He would be the only one to take action.

Just as Xia Suiliang was thinking about it, the curtain of the big tent was suddenly opened, and a thin figure stepped into the tent.

It was Yu He.

Seeing Yu He coming in, everyone couldn't help but feel happy.

In order to enshrine this half-immortal master, even Su Qingxuan is also a half-immortal, so he and others can rest easy.

"See you in worship (meet the master)", everyone greeted in unison.

On the dragon chair, Zhao Ji was also full of joy. He was not afraid of anyone because he was guarding him.

Zhao Ji was about to say something, but found that something was wrong with Yu He's state.

Since entering the big tent, Yu He has always lowered his head and has not raised his head to look at many people.

Realizing this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Why don't you raise your head to worship?" Zhao Ji finished his words.

Yu He raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with a strange golden light.

Zhao Ji was shocked and felt that the golden light in Yu He's eyes was inexplicably scary.

"Yu Zongfeng, what's wrong with your eyes? Why..." Zhao Ji didn't finish his words.

The golden light in Yu He's eyes suddenly shot out and instantly enveloped the entire tent.

"No, there is something wrong with the offering." Zhuge Zhengwo's expression changed drastically, and he was about to take action, but it was too late.

Wherever the golden light passed, the person enveloped by it felt instantly in a trance. In his mind, a golden divine lotus slowly bloomed. As the lotus bloomed, a magnificent Sanskrit sound sounded from the depths of his mind, making him People couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in their hearts.

In an instant, Zhuge Zhengwo and others lost the idea of ​​resisting and stood obediently, murmuring: "Worship my Buddha."

The golden light continued to spread, and in an instant it came to Yuan Thirteenth Limit.

Seeing the strange changes of Zhuge Zhengwo and others, Yuan Shisanqian was extremely shocked. He desperately wanted to escape from the golden light, but was horrified to find that he could not move at all, and could only watch the golden light invade his mind.

"It's over." Yuan Shisanqian lamented in his heart: "I am going to be controlled too."

However, the next second, the result was far beyond his expectation.

Just when the golden light invaded his mind, the sound of a sword suddenly sounded in his mind, and the shadow of an inconspicuous pocket sword suddenly appeared in his mind.

The golden light that was so powerful just now was unable to break through when it encountered this sword shadow.

The two sides were caught in a struggle, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other, forming a strange balance.

It was precisely because of this balance that Yuan Shisanqian maintained his sanity and was not deterred by the golden light.

"This", Yuan Shisanqian was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it, so he followed Zhuge Zhengwo and others and pretended to be controlled.

He stood there blankly and murmured: "Worship my Buddha."

Yuan Shisanqian murmured, but he was worried in his heart, fearing that "Yu He" would notice his abnormality and attack him again.

However, what made him feel fortunate was that "Yu He" did not notice anything unusual about him, and Yuan Shisanqian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But I felt inexplicably uneasy in my heart.

"What on earth is this golden light that can actually control people's hearts?" Suddenly, he thought of what Zhuge Zhengwo and others were murmuring.

"Worship my Buddha", these words were like a bolt of lightning flashing through Yuan Shisanqian's brain.

"This is Shaolin's method," Yuan Shisanqian gritted his teeth, feeling resentful in his heart.

How dare Shaolin be so bold as to attack His Majesty and the imperial court?

While feeling resentful in his heart, Yuan Shisanqian was also a little confused.

The golden light that even Yu and this half-immortal master could control could not corrode the sword shadow in his mind. It was certain that the two were on the same level.

When did this sword shadow appear in my mind?

Yuan Shisanqian was filled with doubts. Suddenly, a figure in green flashed through his mind.

"Su Qingxuan", Yuan Shisanqian was shocked.

"It's Su Qingxuan."

"During this period, the only sword master I have come into contact with is Su Qingxuan."

Yuan Thirteenth Edition was already certain that the sword shadow in his mind must have been made by Su Qingxuan.

After thinking about everything, instead of feeling relaxed at all, Yuan Thirteen Limits felt even more horrified.

The current golden light, as well as the shadow of Su Qingxuan's sword, are unknowingly invading other people's minds.

The golden light can control other people's minds in an instant. Although the sword shadow does not show any abnormality, Yuan Shisanqing is convinced that the sword shadow is by no means a good match. If not, how can it compete with the golden light.

"What on earth are these things? How can the Shaolin people and Su Qingxuan be so strong?" Yuan Thirteenth Limit roared in his heart.

At the same time, on the other side, Jin Guang was also hindered when approaching Zhao Ji.

Just when the golden light came into contact with Zhao Ji, a faint dragon roar sounded from Zhao Ji.

Under the sound of the dragon's roar, the golden light was gradually forced back. However, this seemed to be the limit of the dragon's roar. Although the golden light was forced back, it could not completely push back. In the end, the golden light stayed an inch in front of Zhao Ji, Neither advance nor retreat.

At this moment, Zhao Ji came to his senses belatedly, looked at "Yu He" in panic, and asked: "Yu Chongfeng, what are you doing?"

"Yu He" glanced at him and spoke for the first time: "I have ignored this point."

Hearing this voice, Zhao Ji and Yuan Shisanqian were both shocked.

Because this was not Yu He's voice at all, but another unfamiliar voice.

If Xuanci and others were present, they would immediately be able to tell that this was the voice of Patriarch Bodhidharma.

"You...you are not Yu Zongfeng." Zhao Ji sat slumped on the dragon chair, pointing tremblingly at "Yu He": "What the hell are you?"

"Yu He" ignored him and continued to talk to himself: "I have forgotten that you are also an emperor after all. Although you are a coward, you are protected by the dragon energy of destiny. My methods will not work for you. Say, it still doesn’t work.”

"However, it doesn't matter. Yu He and others are all controlled by me, so you can talk more easily. Just find any Shaolin disciple and disguise yourself in your appearance."

"Yu He" said, stepped forward in person, stretched out his hand to strangle Zhao Ji's neck, and slowly applied force with his palm, preparing to kill him.

Zhao Ji's face turned purple and his breathing became increasingly difficult. He was about to die at the hands of "Yu He", but he felt the hand on his neck loosen.

"Forget it, let's keep you alive first, and then deal with it after the matter is completed."

Zhao Ji couldn't help but slumped on the dragon chair, breathing heavily. There was no joy in his heart for surviving the disaster, only bleakness and despair.