In an instant, the golden mace and the two swords collided violently, erupting with a deafening clang!
The two maces of Zhang Shun danced like the wind, and the swipes swept up the turbid water evil accumulated at the bottom of West Lake. The strong wind tore the air, making a ghostly cry.
Chen Jin's figure is like a ghost, shuttled among the shadows of the mace, and his left hand [Past Life Sword] displays exquisite swordsmanship. Either point, pull, or lead, the heavy mace force that can break mountains and rocks can be skillfully released, causing it to hit the empty space;
The right hand [Star-Chasing Sword] flickers like a star, with a clear demon-breaking starlight, and sweeps across with rapid stabs.
However, there is something extraordinary about that golden armor. A layer of soft but tough watery light flows naturally on the surface of the armor.
[Star-Chasing Sword]'s starlight slashed on it, although it caused violent ripples in circles and made a "chichi" sound like the burning sound of hot oil meeting water, but in the end it was not able to break through the defense like it could with ordinary ghosts.
"What can this mere starlight do to me? Roar--!"
After fighting for a long time without success, he was forced into a bit of a panic by the opponent's exquisite swordsmanship, and Zhang Shun's ferocity completely exploded.
He jumped back suddenly, his maces spinning wildly in front of him, so fast that they turned into two golden wheels!
West Lake The water vapor on the shore is extracted by this round wheel, and the majestic force of Tiangang mixes with the water spirit to form a huge whirlpool.
In the whirlpool, two huge black water dragons with ferocious scales and claws condensed and formed. The dragon's eyes were two points of scarlet will-o'-the-wisps. With a biting coldness and an aura that could tear everything apart, they let out a silent roar, one from the left and the other from the right, heading towards Chen Jin to strangle and attack!
Facing this terrifying offensive that could destroy an army in an instant, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Chen Jin's eyes.
"How dare you try your best to master a small skill?"
He took root with one step and stood firmly on the spot. The power of Ji Water Leopard was activated. The phantom of the star leopard lit up behind him and controlled the wind and rain! The fierce and fierce water dragon that roared towards him, the moment it entered the three-foot area around him, it was like a subject seeing a king. It suddenly became docile and hovered around Chen Jin.
The next moment, under the unbelievable eyes of Zhang Shun, the two water dragons suddenly turned their heads and let out a more terrifying roar than before. During the rewinding process, their bodies expanded crazily, turning into two more massive and solid giant water dragons with distinct five claws. They swooped back towards their original owners with the overwhelming force of a mountain!
Use the other way and pay back a hundredfold!
Zhang Shun was horrified and hurriedly crossed his maces to block, his golden armor shining brightly, trying to resist this counterattack.
However, Chen Jin's killer move is far more than that!
"Qiang!" "Qiang!"
Two clean and sharp Qingyue sword sounds sounded almost at the same time, and he actually sheathed the swords [Past Life] and [Star Chaser] at the same time.
In the flash of lightning, between the fingers of his free hands, there was a thick stack tightly clamped. At a glance, there were as many as fifteen or six [Awakening of Insects Dragon Thunder Talisman].
The moment he activated all the talismans, they simultaneously erupted with unbearable blazing silver-white lightning. Countless tiny electric snakes scurried wildly on the surface of the talisman paper, making a harsh "crackling" sound as dense as the chirping of thousands of birds, illuminating the surrounding area as if it were daytime!
"Go!"
Chen Jin's tongue bursts with spring thunder, and his hands rush forward like pushing mountains!
Dozens of thunder talismans came out of the hand and instantly intertwined in the air, turning into a thunder net covering a ten-foot radius, in which countless silver-white electric snakes as thick as arms roared and galloped.
This thunder net came first, and in perfect coordination with the two giant water dragons below, it formed a deadly situation where the sky thunder stirred up the earth and water, and flooded towards Zhang Shun overwhelmingly.
The lightning was blazing, making Zhang Shun's golden face look deathly pale.
For the first time, his eyes showed the despair and fear that penetrated his bones! He seemed so small in front of the power of heaven and earth.
In the thin line between life and death, his survival instinct overcame everything. He thrust his maces into the ground and roared at the top of his lungs, "All water ghosts, protect me! Protect me!!"
"Wow--!"
The extremely shrill and vicious howls of ghosts resounded crazily from the surface of the lake, from the ground, and from all directions.
Dozens and hundreds of water ghost remnant souls with wet bodies, swollen and ulcerated skin, and exuding a strong stench were forcibly restrained from their habitats by his general's orders. They had pain and resentment on their faces, but they could not resist the order. Like a suicidal wave, they rushed forward one after another, fearlessly crashing into the destructive thunder net and violent water dragon.
"Boom--!!!"
Thunderstorms and violent waves exploded at the same time!
The dazzling white light and violent water vapor swallowed up everything, and the air was filled with the burnt stench caused by the instant evaporation of boiling water ghosts, and the weird smell of ozone produced by the electrolysis of the lake water by thunder.
Taking advantage of this forcible respite at the cost of the instant death of hundreds of water ghosts under his command, Zhang Shun's body suddenly collapsed into a turbid and dim stream of water. With a "chip", it was about to seep into the cracks in the bluestone slab and escape to the bottom of the West Lake water.
Chen Jin's eyes are cold, and his murderous intent has not diminished. How can such a stubborn person let the tiger return to the mountain? He Winnowing Wind will pursue him once he rises again -
"Amitabha."
A peaceful Buddha's chant seemed to resound directly in Chen Jin's heart, not through his ears.
Chen Jin's murderous intention was instantly eliminated.
Chen Jin Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a gray figure at the end of the causeway, under the dim light of a lantern.
At first glance, the figure was still a hundred steps away, as blurry as the faint brush marks in an ink painting.
At the second glance, the gray monk's robe was already within ten steps. The night wind was blowing his empty left sleeve, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible. He was an old monk.
Before he could blink, the old monk stood quietly three feet in front of him like an autumn leaf, just blocking the pursuit route.
The old monk did not use any magical powers, but stood quietly with one palm raised in front of his chest.
His whole body exudes a warm and peaceful aura, like the morning bells and evening drums of a thousand-year-old ancient temple, which silently and silently dissolves the fierce murderous aura around Chen Jin.
He stood there like a mountain or a river, natural and stable.
The old monk looked at Chen Jin carefully, put one palm up in front of his chest, and said in a gentle voice:
"What the donor has done recently in Qiantang is to help the poor and weak, punish evil spirits, and establish Medicine King Valley to benefit the common people. Even though I am a stranger, I have heard about it and am deeply admired."
He changed the subject slightly and looked at the two swords at Chen Jin's waist, with a hint of talent in his eyes:
"Looking at the benefactor's talent, decisiveness in killing, and resolute action, it shows that he has extraordinary bones and a strong will. However, being strong and easy to break, and having too much murderous intention may not be a long-term way. I have been cultivating for decades and have some experience in martial arts."
"Zhang Shun, I hope the benefactor can be open-minded and remember that he has protected a place of water and soil, and his merits and demerits are equal to each other, so as to give him a chance to repent. If the benefactor is willing to temporarily restrain himself, I am willing to teach him all he has learned in his life. I don't know the donor, but would you like to have this good relationship with me?"
"You activated the special Yanfu Event: Seeking a Disciple to Inherit the Mantle!"
[A pair of fists has suppressed fierce tigers and stirred up the world; a knife has stirred up bloody storms, and finally cut off the world of mortals. He was once a hero who subdued tigers in Jingyang Ridge, and also roared and gathered wind and clouds in Liangshan Marsh, but now the worldly fate has disappeared, and he is sitting alone under Six Harmonies Pagoda. He just wants to find a successor for this amazing art industry.]
Name: Wu Song(Patriarch Qingzhong)
Status: aging, disabled, proficient in various martial arts
Half your life you will be fierce and brave, but your whole life your heart will be filled with compassion.
Special Yanfu Event: Seeking a Disciple to Inherit the Mantle
Requirement: Before Patriarch Qingzhong's life expires, inherit as many of his martial arts mantles as possible. Please note that "Tiger-Subduing Fist" is a required option.