At the same time, all the monks within a hundred feet radius looked horrified, and a feeling of impending disaster arose in their hearts, as if they had been locked by this terrible arrow, unable to control themselves whether they were alive or dead, and their frightened souls were trembling.
To have such a feeling just by watching, not to mention Zheng Can, who was directly facing the arrow, must have been under great pressure.
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, the iron arrow flew out and shot toward Zheng Can like a meteor.
It was obviously just an iron arrow as thin as a finger, but it pulled out white air waves like a bucket in the air, making a weird sound of cracking the air.
Zheng Can's expression was solemn, but he was not panicked at all. He pressed the magic formula with his hand and turned the bronze tripod to face the arrow.
boom!
The iron arrow and the bronze tripod collided together.
The blood is billowing, the wind is stirring, and the aura is shining.
The sound of the explosion spread over a dozen miles, echoing throughout the city.
Since the collision between the two objects, houses collapsed, floor tiles flew off, and everything within a few hundred meters was destroyed.
Some unlucky practitioners who were too close to watch the fun were also affected. They were bombarded by air waves and shot by gravel, resulting in serious injuries such as vomiting blood and broken bones.
Many people looked horrified and were trembling with fear.
They had never seen such a terrifying fighting scene in their lives.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone discovered that the giant bronze cauldron had returned to its original head size and was suspended in front of Zheng Can. There was a faint dent on its surface.
But the iron arrow has disappeared.
"Yes, your magical powers are quite to my liking!"
Mu Shaobai laughed heartily. The dark gold long bow in his hand was like a living thing. The bow string buzzed and trembled, exuding a frightening and ferocious aura, making him feel eager to try.
"What a fierce weapon!"
Zheng Can's face turned pale, and he wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression still calm. "I wonder where this treasure bow came from?!"
"The name of this bow is the Golden Dragon Bow. The bowstring is made from the finest section of the sinew of a golden-scaled evil dragon, which has been forged for thirteen years. As for the bow body, it is made by our great master Yuantu, who combines the essence of the evil dragon.
It is forged from the bone marrow and blended with the evil spirit of the evil dragon. It is also tempered with the blood of the dragon when it comes out of the furnace. It is a top-notch weapon!"
Mu Shaobai stroked the golden dragon bow in his hand, glanced at the small bronze cauldron in front of Zheng Can, shook his head and said:
"Your magic weapon can block my arrow, which is extraordinary when you think about it. It's a pity that not only the magic weapon, but also your cultivation level is half as good as mine, otherwise there would be no way you could have been injured just now."
"It's just a small injury, I can kill you!"
Zheng Can's eyes were calm, spiritual light bloomed in his hands, and the small bronze cauldron in front of him began to buzz, and an invisible pressure gradually spread.
"Okay, that's it for you two!"
Just when the two of them were at war with each other, an old voice appeared.
The voice seemed to contain a special power, which quickly eliminated the murderous intention between the two people, causing them to quickly become calm.
The next moment, a figure wearing gray robe appeared in front of the two people.
This man has an ordinary appearance, with white beard and hair, but his skin is as fair and smooth as a baby. He carries an ancient sword with pine patterns on his back, and has an air of immortality, which makes people feel a little fond of him when they see him.
"It turns out to be Komatsu-senpai!"
Seeing this person, Zheng Can was finally moved, put away the magic formula and magic weapon in his hands, and bowed his hands.
The visitor’s name is Gusong, and he is the Minister of Magic, and he has been guarding Moyangfang City all year round.
His cultivation level is the third level of Taoism.
As a true disciple of Hongye Valley, Zheng Can knows more about certain things.
The ancient pine layman in front of me looks like a fairy, but in fact he is very ruthless in his actions. In his early years, he was also a ruthless person with a notorious reputation. He is by no means as kind as he appears on the surface.
The layman Gu Song nodded in response, and then looked at Mu Shaobai, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Who am I? It turns out to be a person from the Yuantu Kingdom!"
"When will a barbarian from outside the country dare to come to my country and act recklessly?"
"What a joke!"
Faced with the questioning of a Daoji monk, Mu Shaobai did not show any fear and sneered: "I'm not here to kill anyone. Secondly, I'm just discussing with others about whether to be outrageous or not. Old man, if you want to take action, just do it.
That’s it! Don’t let me underestimate you!”
"With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and no knowledge of etiquette, he is indeed a barbarian!"
Master Gu Song's face turned cold and he snorted coldly.
Along with this cold snort, the surrounding cultivators suddenly felt an icy chill filling their hearts, and the temperature in the area began to drop sharply, as if winter was coming.
Man follows the earth, earth follows heaven, heaven follows Tao, and Tao follows nature.
The interaction between heaven and man, and the changes in celestial phenomena are all reflected in the thoughts of human beings.
The Taoji monks cast the Taoji, and they have already stepped on the path to transcendence and sainthood, and gradually began to separate from the mortal body.
When you reach the state of Kosatsu, your Qi and your mind are united, and your mind and spirit are united. Your own Qi is connected with the heaven and earth, just like a huge magnetic field. A single thought can cause changes in the sky and affect the surrounding environment.
Mu Shaobai didn't seem to be aware of it, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Although he is not a martial arts master, he is already infinitely close to this realm.
Moreover, he has practiced the horizontal refining method, and his body is unparalleled, his blood is as strong as the tide, and he is already as polished as a martial arts master. Unless the layman Gusong attacks him directly, how can he be defeated with just a cold snort?
Moreover
His identity was the son of Mu Tiecheng, the general of Yuantu Kingdom. He came to China this time and did not hide his identity, so many people including the Zhou Dynasty knew about it.
Moreover, he did not violate any laws of the Zhou Dynasty, and secondly, he did not kill anyone in this market. Under such circumstances, how could the layman Gu Song dare to kill him?
Killing him will inevitably cause huge turmoil.
When the time comes, don’t say that Master Gusong is a Taoist monk, even if he is a golden elixir human immortal, he will definitely not get any good results!
The layman Gu Song seemed to understand what he was thinking and said coldly:
"I won't kill you, but you two have ruined my city like this, and you'd better give me an explanation! Otherwise, even if I abolish your martial arts and break your limbs, no one will dare to say anything.
."
"Okay, if you want to give an explanation, then I will give you an explanation!"
Faced with the threat from the layman Gusong, Mu Shaobai didn't take it seriously. He took out a storage bag from his waist and threw it to the layman Gusong: "These things should be enough."
After taking the storage bag and sweeping his consciousness, Master Gusong didn't say anything more. He gave him a deep look as if it was a warning, and disappeared in an instant.
In the distance, Li Yu, who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, clasped his hands and shouted in his heart that he was so happy!
It’s so fun to watch this excitement!
Whether it was Mu Shaobai from Yuantu Kingdom or Zheng Can from Hongye Valley, their cultivation levels were one or two better than him.
Although this gap may not seem big, the further you go in practice, the more difficult it becomes. Even a half-match difference may mean a huge difference in strength!
Li Yu thought that with his current level of cultivation as a fellow Xianwu practitioner and his rich experience in fighting, he could barely cope with either of these two people, but if he wanted to defeat or even kill them, there was no need to think about it for the time being.
After all, no matter in terms of cultivation, strength, or training time, he can't compare to the other party.
The strength and cultivation of these two people are both the best among the younger generation in the spiritual world. How long have Li Yulong been practicing together?
It’s pretty good to be able to easily compete with it!
But the fight between the two is really exciting!
It really made him addicted to the eyes.
After Master Gusong left, Mu Shaobai did not continue to fight, but seemed to have a conversation with Zheng Can. It seemed that there was no possibility of continuing the fight.
"It's a pity that it's no longer lively."
Li Yu shook his head regretfully and was about to turn around and leave when he saw the old sheepherder appearing behind him at some unknown time.
"Holy shit! Old man, why don't you make any noise when you walk!"
Li Yu was startled. With his current mental awareness and even spiritual awareness, he could immediately detect the slightest movement within a hundred feet radius. Let alone ordinary people, even if the Gusong layman just wanted to get close without being noticed by him,
It's never easy.
The old man came to him silently without alerting him. If he suddenly decided to stab him in the back, then Li Yu would be "fucked". He might die without even knowing how he died.