Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Black-bellied Against Insidious
"boom"
When Shesuan and Bu Jingyun came up, they were not in a hurry to use their ultimate moves. They both used a little bit of Qi and made a tentative palm move.
He is indeed the God who does not cry death, and he truly deserves his reputation.
After one move, Shensuan also had a certain understanding of Bu Jingyun's strength.
Little did he know that there were only a few people in the world who dared to step forward to startle the clouds.
Just because of the fierce and domineering Bu Jingyun and the equally fierce Qilin Arm, the increase is not just as simple as one plus one.
Seeing this, the god of calculation spliced several short sticks in his hands together, and the Bagua stick, which once frightened people in the world, reappeared.
Bu Jingyun saw that Shensuan had taken out his weapon. Knowing that his opponent was strong, he was not conceited and pulled out the peerless sword that was stuck on the ground.
The two men collided directly with their weapons, and sparks flew everywhere.
The divine fortune teller's Bagua stick must have been made by a master. It has not been damaged even after being collided with a peerless sword for so long. If it had been any other ordinary weapon, it would have been broken into several large pieces.
Bu Jingyun, who had not fought head-on like this for a long time, felt the blood boiling in his body.
He held the sword in his right hand and attacked Shensuan again. Shensuan knew that fighting head-on with a peerless sword was definitely not an option.
With a shake of his hand, the Bagua stick once again transformed into the three-section short stick it had been before.
He held the stick in both hands and wanted to use the dexterity of the three-section stick to restrain the peerless sword.
But Bu Jingyun's ability to reach such a position today was not just a matter of sheer force of mind.
After he saw Shensuan holding sticks in both hands, the Qilin arm in his left hand had already secretly accumulated enough energy.
After the divinely calculated three-section stick and the peerless sword were intertwined, Bu Jingyun knew that the opportunity had come.
The cloud-dispelling palm that had been accumulated for a long time hit Shensuan's chest with one palm.
"puff!"
The divine figure who was still controlling the three-section stick and wanted to remove Bu Jingyun's peerless sword was immediately beaten to the ground and vomited blood.
This is divine calculation. If anyone else had suffered such a heavy blow from Bu Jingyun, they would have gone to the blissful time in the Western Heaven long ago.
"Wow, Senior Brother Yun played well.
There is progress, I know I won’t fight recklessly anymore.”
Duan Fengyun cheered loudly when he saw Bu Jingyun's palm. He didn't expect that Bu Jingyun, who had only known recklessness in the past, would suddenly become enlightened and know how to sneak attack.
God's calculations miscalculated today. He didn't expect Bu Jingyun to have such an operation. He lost.
He stood up from the ground and said:
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"Bu Jingyun, I lost.
As expected, you are brave and resourceful, I am convinced."
Shensuan walked off the stage, and Bu Jingyun was greeted back by Duan Fengyun and the others like a boxer who had defeated the enemy.
After the priest saw that the god had settled down, he cursed loudly and walked onto the fighting field.
And the opponent he had to face, the most despicable and bottomless Duan Fengyun among them, also stepped onto the fighting field.
The two men, who were very good at kicking, couldn't help but kicked each other a few times. After showing off their kicking skills, they started to fight again.
Duan Fengyun spoke provocatively:
"Priest, Priest, with your excellent footwork, you must be the most outstanding lackey of Emperor Shakti."
The priest could never withstand provocation, and Duan Fengyun's words directly hit the priest's pain points, making the priest angry.
But this also achieved the purpose of Duan Fengyun: to defeat the enemy with military force and attack the heart first.
Duan Fengyun, who claims to be familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Thirty-Six Stratagems, has always believed that the only way to defeat the enemy is to psychologically provoke the enemy and make him disorganize himself.
Seeing the angry priest on the field, the god of calculation shook his head, knowing that the priest had lost.
But Duan Fengyun didn't want to resolve the battle so quickly, he wanted to have fun with the priest.
However, his biggest goal was to take advantage of the opportunity to kill the priest in one fell swoop and dismantle Emperor Shaktian's power first.
The priest held his sword and rushed towards Duan Fengyun like crazy. Looking at the priest who had lost his mind, Duan Fengyun turned around skillfully to avoid the attack.
The priest kept attacking Duan Fengyun like crazy, while Duan Fengyun kept dodging back and forth, draining the priest's energy.
"Hoo ho ho!"
The priest, who had been attacking randomly for a while, finally weakened and kept gasping for air.
Duan Fengyun aimed at the opportunity to kill with one strike, and came to the priest in a flash, preparing to take the priest away with a sword.
But the panting priest looked at Duan Fengyun and smiled sinisterly, and Duan Fengyun immediately understood that he had been tricked.
But before he could react, the priest slashed his arm with his sword.
Fortunately, he was lucky enough. The priest cut off his right hand, and with the unicorn arm, the priest's attack had no effect at all.
The priest looked at his bankrupt plan and shook his head:
"I miscalculated. I didn't expect your right hand to have such strong resistance."
The priest has been following Emperor Shitian for so long. Among Emperor Shitian's subordinates, the priest is not the strongest, but he is the most insidious.
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of.
How could Duan Fengyun's provocation arouse the state of mind of an old conspirator like him? He just wanted to take the opportunity to plot against Duan Fengyun.
Duan Fengyun also felt uncomfortable. After playing with the eagle for so long, he was almost blinded by an eagle peck today.
Today, he, who is scheming, meets an equally scheming man. Let's see who can outwit whom today.
Fortunately, I was lucky and the one I hit was the Qilin Arm, otherwise I would be dead here today.
After being careless, he finally carefully observed his opponent.
He found that the priest's crazy attack and the charged blow just now should have used up a lot of the priest's strength.
Today's priests are like paper tigers, only superficial.
But this time he was very cautious and used his right palm to use the same powerful cloud-repelling palm as Bu Jingyun had just done.
Facing the fierce and domineering Cloud-Pailing Palm, the priest used his remaining strength to resist.
Sure enough, the priest's strenuous performance confirmed Duan Fengyun's guess.
Although the priest wanted to kill Fengyun, he also paid a corresponding price, and now he is just an empty shell.
Duan Fengyun pulled out the Yellow Emperor Sword with a mean smile on his face. He showed a smile on his face, but his heart was filled with murderous intent.
This guy almost caused labor and management to become a one-armed poplar.
Today I have to let this guy try out what it's like to be a one-armed man.
Duan Fengyun held the sword in one hand and stabbed straight at the priest's face.
Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Jian Chen were shocked when they saw Duan Fengyun's sword-wielding and attacking skills.
Because Duan Fengyun used the move of Wan Jian Gui Zong, when did Duan Fengyun learn Wan Jian Gui Zong!
Yes, Duan Fengyun used Wanjian Guizong, which he had already learned from his master, but he had never used it.
Duan Fengyun kept watching from the sidelines while Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were practicing. He was extremely talented and understood the swordsmanship of returning ten thousand swords to the clan just by observing them.
In order to hide his clumsiness, he did not use all his strength, so he chose to use Wanjian Guizong instead of using Zhanjian Jue.
"ah!"
The Huangdi Sword was thrust straight into the priest's face. Suddenly, the sword's edge deflected, and the priest's right arm was directly removed.
The priest hugged his arm tightly. He knew that Emperor Shakti was secretly there. As long as he survived, Emperor Shakti would definitely be able to help him regain his arm.
However, will Duan Fengyun, who has murderous intentions, let him go?