Chapter 2242 Zhang Shouzheng
Ah Fei said, pinching the magic formula in his hand.
Hundreds of purple vortexes appeared in mid-air. They were only the size of a fist at first. As Fei pointed his hand, these vortexes expanded rapidly, releasing powerful mana fluctuations in an instant.
From a distance, it seemed as if fireworks were exploding over the forest. Hundreds of strands of mana stirred up each other, like countless scythes, trying to smash Fang Xi into pieces.
"Hmph!"
Fang Xi snorted coldly, without fear at all, pinched the sword secret, and a gray-brown sword light flew out from his sleeve.
This sword is called "Sad Death" and is made from the "Godly Stone of the Sea of Bitterness". With his "Eight Sword Hearts of Bitterness", he can make the most of what he has learned.
brush!
I saw the sword light piercing the air, instantly smashing the purple vortex along the way.
The sword continued to gallop forward, and in a blink of an eye it was in front of A Fei.
Facing the menacing sword, Ah Fei was also unhurried. He turned around on the spot and turned into a big white bird, soaring upward into the sky.
His speed of change is extremely fast, and his speed of dodge is also extremely fast.
In front of him, even the speed of the flying sword slowed down a beat!
The "Shangshui" sword cut through the void, brushing against A Fei's feathers and speeding past, but it did not hurt him at all.
"Haha, Fang Xi, you haven't made much progress in these years, and the four skills of the Heart Sword are nothing more than that!"
Ah Fei transformed into a bird, but spoke human words in mid-air and laughed.
When Fang Xi saw this, he sneered: "A Fei, you have forgotten that the sword of the heart is invisible, but it is the sword that kills the heart!"
"Huh?"
A Fei's expression changed, as if he noticed something.
The next moment, he groaned in pain...
The big white bird was seen trembling in mid-air. After a moment, it turned into a human form again, but its face was distorted, its eyes were angry, and it looked very painful.
"When...when exactly is it!"
Ah Fei couldn't figure out when he was tricked.
He was tortured by Fang Xi's bitter sword energy, his face was twisted to the extreme, and his eyes were extremely angry.
Gradually, he looked a little crazy. The magic power in his body surged and turned into sharp blades, slashing in all directions.
"Fang Xi, you despicable villain, I will fight you to the death today!"
Ah Fei roared angrily, and his magic power surged out. With the blessing of his "variable talents", he transformed into various magical means, trapping Fang Xi in an incredible way.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xi's face became solemn.
He had partnered with Ah Fei before, and knew that this person was very changeable, and that even when being tortured by the bitter sword, he might be able to win by surprise.
So, he didn't take it lightly.
A "Sad Death" sword guarded oneself. Although the sword light was not violent, it was continuous and continuous, guarding oneself airtight.
In this way, a nearly crazy A Fei and a calm swordsman started a fierce battle over the mountains and forests.
The strange thing is that A Fei was clearly being tortured by the Kujian and looked crazy, but his attacks were not messy at all. All kinds of mysterious changes came at his fingertips, and he didn't fail!
When Liang Yan and Su Xiaodie arrived, they happened to see this scene.
"The two really started fighting!" Su Xiaodie said in surprise.
Liang Yan was not surprised and sighed: "Wherever there are people, there will be grudges. Even if they are from the same sect, they cannot work together."
"Fang Xi is from our academy, do you want to help?" Su Xiaodie asked.
In fact, if Fang Xi were replaced by anyone from Huijianliu, Su Xiaodie would take action without hesitation.
But he is a disciple of Shinken Ryu.
The relationship between Xinjian and Huijian is not harmonious. They only maintain their superficial courtesy because they come from the same sect.
For Su Xiaodie, it was a question of whether to help or not in this fight, so she asked Liang Yan for his opinion.
Liang Yan squinted his eyes for a while and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it seems that we are evenly matched at the moment, but A Fei can't attack at all. Fang Xi is already invincible. It's only a matter of time before we win."
While speaking, he turned his eyes to the other side of the forest.
I saw a man in red robe standing on the top of a big tree.
This man was wearing a straw hat, had an unkempt beard, and looked quite decadent.
But his eyes were deep and he was unsmiling, making people involuntarily want to stay away from him.
The most bizarre thing was that with him as the center, everything within a radius of a hundred feet became silent!
The breeze blows through the rustling of leaves, the low chirping of birds and animals, the chirping of insects in the soil... As long as you are within this range, all sounds disappear, as if it is a realm of absolute silence.
"Who is that person?" Liang Yan asked quietly.
Su Xiaodie glanced in the direction of his gaze and replied after a moment: "That's Meng Wuyan from Qingfeng Academy. I don't know much about Senior Brother Meng... But I once heard that his talent in cultivation is Extremely rare 'talent of death' ”
"Talent of Nirvana?"
"Well, I heard that this talent can greatly weaken the opponent's magic power, and can even make some spells ineffective. Of course, you can only know the actual power by seeing it."
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly.
After these two days of observation, he already had a general understanding of talent.
In fact, "talent" is also a law, but it is a law unique to Confucianism.
These various "talents" represent the power of various laws, which non-Confucian monks cannot practice, and are completely different from the three thousand avenues practiced by ordinary people.
"It seems that both Taoism and Confucianism have means that are independent of the Three Thousand Avenues." Liang Yan came to a conclusion in his heart.
On the other side, Meng Wuyan didn't seem to want to interfere with the fight between Fang Xi and A Fei.
He just watched quietly, his eyes focused, as if he was looking for something in the two of them...
This quiet scene lasted for a moment, until a roar came from mid-air.
It turns out that Ah Fei was injured by the "Bitter Sword", and the long-buried bitterness in his heart completely exploded, with his eyes red and his face crazy.
"Fang Xi, you despicable villain, how could Senior Sister Liu like you?"
He looked at Fang Xi, and the aura on his body was surging to the extreme, but behind this strong aura was his chaotic consciousness.
"Today, I want to prove myself to Senior Sister Liu! I, A Fei, am definitely not weaker than anyone else. You are not my opponent, and neither is Luo Qing!"
With a roar, Ah Fei turned around and transformed into a purple electric flying dragon falling from the sky.
He opened his mouth wide, and with lightning and thunder, it instantly turned into a purple thunderbolt, striking directly at Fang Xi's head!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ah Fei was forced into a corner and decided to make a last-ditch effort!
Of course Fang Xi also knew.
He did not dare to be careless in the slightest. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the sword light rose into the sky and transformed into a sword dragon, slashing at the oncoming purple thunder dragon.
Boom!
An earth-shaking loud noise broke out in mid-air.
Thunder roared, sword light danced wildly, cracks were torn open in the void above the mountain forest, and the aftermath of the mana spread to all directions, crushing the mountains into powder!
Under Fang Xi's powerful sword energy, the thunder dragon scales that A Fei transformed into shattered inch by inch. More than ten feet long wounds appeared on his body.
But Ah Fei did not stop, and continued to gallop forward until all the dragon scales on his body were turned into powder by the sword energy.
"A Fei!" Fang Xi's eyes showed a hint of complexity.
At this moment, I don't know what he was thinking. Did he want to vent his anger, or did he want the other person to stop committing suicide?
However, no matter what he thinks in his heart, A Fei will not stop.
The thunder dragon roared above Fang Xi's head, and then his body flashed and changed again!
The thunder light dispersed, the strong wind suddenly rose, and a six-clawed goshawk appeared in the clouds.
This goshawk was not big in size, but like a sharp spear, it penetrated hard into the aperture of Fang Xi's sword.
"Hahaha! Fang Xi, you can't defeat me, you are destined to be my defeat!"
A Fei's crazy voice sounded in the air.
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All six of his eagle claws came out at once, tearing a crack into Fang Xi's sword halo, then drove straight in and pecked Fang Xi's Tianling Cap fiercely.
"Is this guy going to die?"
Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance, with surprise in his eyes.
I originally thought that A Fei and Fang Xi were just having a small fight and would stop after the winner was decided, but looking at this situation, the two of them were going to decide whether to live or die!
Under such circumstances, how could the three people watching have the nerve to stand by and watch?
Sure enough, Meng Wuyan took action.
A ray of purple light came out from behind his head and turned into two big hands in mid-air, trying to separate the two people in the fierce fight.
Liang Yan glanced at Su Xiaodie, who immediately understood and took action too.
Countless butterflies appeared out of thin air and flew toward Fang Xi like a tide, trying to hide Fang Xi's aura and block A Fei's attack.
However, the two's spells were launched late after all, and it would take time to reach the battlefield, so there was no time to stop them.
Ah Fei has gone crazy at this time. Even if the sword energy pierces his body, he still wants to lift Fang Xi's heavenly spirit cover and take away his soul and true spirit!
Fang Xi is in trouble.
He understood that half of the reason why A Fei became like this was due to the influence of his own Kujian, but he could not remove the magical power of Kujian.
Because, even if he releases his magical power now, A Fei may not stop.
If A Fei insists on fighting and loses his magical power, he will really die!
In this situation, no one can trust the other.
Fang Xi gritted her teeth and finally said with a gloomy face: "A Fei, you asked for this. You can't blame me for your death!"
Neither of them had any intention of stopping, but instead pushed their magical powers to the extreme!
At this critical moment, I suddenly heard someone laughing in the air:
"If you have talent and experience, you will have endless plans when you put it to use!"
Before he finished speaking, a scroll fell from the air.
The scroll unfolded with the wind, and four big characters were written on the paper, which was exactly: "The Crooked River is crossed secretly"!
As the scroll unfolded, a long dark red river immediately appeared behind Fang Xi, rolling up his figure and disappearing without a trace in an instant!
Ah Fei tried his best to attack, but in the end it failed.
He was suspended in mid-air, with a dazed look in his eyes.
"It's Senior Brother Zhang!"
Su Xiaodie saw this scene from a distance and already guessed the person coming, and her heart that was hanging just now was finally relieved.
At the same time, the clouds and mist dispersed in mid-air, and two scholars arrived in a car.
Liang Yan looked up and saw one of them, who was as skinny as a weak willow in the wind. It was Murong Lianyun whom he had just met.
Next to him sat another scholar.
This man is seven feet tall, has deep eyes, wears a scholar's robe, a silk scarf on his head, and a dragon and phoenix bag on his waist. I don't know what's inside.
He was completely opposite to Murong Lianyun's sickly appearance, giving people a feeling of being full of energy.
"He is the Zhang Shouzheng you call, Senior Brother Zhang?" Liang Yan asked.
"Not bad."
Su Xiaodie sent a message: "This is the most famous disciple of Wanfa Academy. He practices 'economic talent' and in terms of strength, he is probably not inferior to Senior Brother Zhuge!"
"Oh?"
There was a hint of surprise in Liang Yan's eyes.
You know, Zhuge Wulie's strength is unfathomable. In his opinion, he may be the strongest among the four major academies.
Unexpectedly, there are still experts in the Confucian League, and Zhang Shouzheng in front of him can actually compete with Zhuge Wulie!
"What's the magic use of this 'economic talent'?" Liang Yan asked secretly.
"'Jingluncaiqi' can materialize the classics of Confucian sages and transform the principles in them into your own magical powers. Have you seen the bag of tips on Senior Brother Zhang's waist? It is filled with tips and tricks. It is a magic rule that Senior Brother Zhang has summarized after reading a vast collection of books, which can be used when needed. ”
After hearing this, Liang Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
This Shouzheng magical power actually reminded him of Luo Qing!
However, Luo Qing's "Black Sky Book" was a copy of other people's magical powers, while Zhang Shouzheng read the Confucian classics and transformed the principles contained in them into his own magical means.
The two are similar in form, but different in essence!
"The Confucian sect's collection of books is vast! If he can convert it, wouldn't he be invincible to the saints?" Liang Yan asked through a message.
Su Xiaodie shook her head: "'Jinglun Talent' also has an upper limit, and those rules can only be stored in the brocade bag and cannot be used as you wish. After each brochure is used once, it needs to be re-reserved with 'Jinglun Talent' , the time required depends on personal cultivation. ”
"That's it..."
Liang Yan nodded, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that you can read a peerless master."
Just as he was talking, Zhang Shouzheng got out of the car, came to the sky above the mountain forest, and shook his sleeves.
I saw the dark river rolling, and a figure appeared. It was Fang Xi who had disappeared just now.
He pointed with his hand again, and a green light appeared in mid-air, like a sharp sword piercing the air, and instantly pierced A Fei's eyebrows.
The confused look in Ah Fei's eyes gradually faded away, and the sword energy of Kujian was actually forced out by this finger!
He looked around, and when he saw Zhang Shouzheng, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
In front of this person, even the unruly Ah Fei seemed polite.
Zhang Shouzheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "A Fei, I know all about the grievances between you and Fang Xi. In fact, he is not to blame for what happened back then. If it were me, I would make the same choice as him."