Teng Yunchong's idea is certainly reasonable. Generally speaking, it is watertight.
However, he still underestimated Qin Wushuang's energy. Even though he valued Qin Wushuang very much and regarded him as his lifelong enemy.
Thinking of this, Teng Yunchong suddenly became full of pride and said with a smile: "I'll bet with you!"
Qin Wushuang's eyebrows moved, his lips moved slightly, and he shouted: "A word from a gentleman!"
"Hurry up and whip the horse!" Teng Yunchong was also unambiguous.
"Okay, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, Wushuang admires your magnanimity very much." Qin Wushuang praised.
"Both each other." Teng Yunchong laughed, "Okay, let's start now. Just wait a moment, I will set up the formation."
Teng Yunchong opened his sleeves, and two brightly colored small flags appeared in his hands. With one move of the flag, the formations on all sides were immediately activated, and the entire terrain of the ground suddenly changed strangely as the flags swayed.
This great dust formation of disillusionment is a great secret method of the Great Light City. It is very amazing. The disillusionment of life and death can be destroyed in a single thought, especially in the place where the formation eye is located. It absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The gates of life and death are all here.
Within the formation, there are countless changes and endless changes.
Qin Wushuang was in it, but he slowly closed his eyes. He knew that the formation was unpredictable, and if he observed the formation with the naked eye, he would definitely find nothing.
This level of formation must be sensed with the heart and grasped with spiritual consciousness.
For a moment, Qin Wushuang's consciousness was fully activated, observing every detail of the formation.
Suddenly, a dense mist pressed down above the formation, and the entire formation was immediately surrounded by the mist and fell into a sea of fog.
Teng Yun's faint voice sounded from the void: "Qin Wushuang, the formation is complete, where is your divine bow?"
Qin Wushuang said leisurely: "The bow of Shenxiu is here."
Shenxiu Bow was held in his hand, with both hands raised. The whole bow was stretched out like a scimitar, and it was chopped down directly, splitting a passage in the surrounding fog. Qin Wushuang's body shot fiercely, and he had already shot the Shenxiu Bow towards the sun.
Na Tengyun rushed forward to deliver it.
Teng Yunchong took it and immediately felt a powerful surge of divine power. Teng Yunchong almost couldn't breathe smoothly and took two steps back to dissolve the divine power.
The Shenxiu bow and sun-shooting arrow fell into his hands, but they were genuine.
Qin Wushuang threw the Shinto shield in his hand, held it with the power of Shinto, fused a trace of divine consciousness on it, and let the Shinto shield hang high.
"Ambassador Teng, this is your goal. If you can break this shield between me, you will win, and the Shenxiu Bow will be yours."
Teng Yunchong snorted: "Let's start!"
He grabbed the Shenxiu Bow in his hand, activated his consciousness, and the power surged out, and he shouted softly: "Open it!"
As expected, he opened the Shenxiu bow, and the sun-shooting arrow was placed on the bowstring. Teng Yunchong showed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Is it that simple? Even if there is something weird about this Shenxiu bow, as long as this arrow exerts the power of an ordinary Shinto weapon,
That’s enough.”
Teng Yunchong can still feel that even if this Shenxiu Bow is controlled by the other party's spiritual consciousness, when used in his hands, it is only stronger than ordinary Shinto weapons.
Thinking of this, Teng Yunchong activated his consciousness repeatedly and stared firmly at the Shinto shield, as if the target formed by that shield was so huge that he could hit the target without aiming at all.
Just when Teng Yunchong was determined to win, suddenly, Teng Yunchong felt his chest sink, and then, an inexplicable throbbing feeling passed through his heart rapidly.
This movement didn't matter, Teng Yunchong's whole body trembled, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar. All the hairs on his body stood up.
"No, how could this happen?" Tengyun rushed around, and suddenly a dark wind sprang up, and auras full of deathly energy continued to surge around.
Immediately afterwards, shadows of bodies covered in blood continued to emerge from the ground, each with a ferocious face and bloody flesh, and they moved toward him step by step.
"Demons, ghosts, everything is illusory!" Teng Yunchong was so calm in his thoughts that he was about to drink the mantra, when suddenly a pitiful cry came from his ears: "Yunchong, my son, it is so unjust to die for his father."
Heart-wrenching cries kept ringing in his ears, directly involved in his consciousness, knocking on his nerves.
All the close relatives around him, covered in blood and stained with blood, kept coming towards him, Teng Yunchong, and walked towards him with open arms.
Teng Yunchong had a sharp thought in his heart, knowing that this was an illusion. However, such a realistic illusion still made him feel troubled.
Scenes of horrific scenes were constantly being played out, as if one could read Teng Yunchong's mind. And Teng Yunchong's consciousness was constantly being impacted by this illusion, and was also undergoing subtle changes.
Elderly parents, dearest junior sister, and numerous children and grandchildren...
All these faces are Teng Yunchong's closest relatives and loved ones, and they are the weaknesses in his heart. This weakness has caused great terror in him.
This great terror turned into various scenes and shocked his nerves.
Suddenly, the expressions of all the familiar faces condensed, and then all the five senses and seven orifices appeared, and a face became bloody and slowly turned into a skeleton. The skeleton kept getting closer, and was about to reach Teng Yunchong.
, suddenly everything turned into powder, collapsed limply.
Similar horrific situations occur one after another, seemingly endless. Only the most determined monks can withstand this kind of horror.
Teng Yunchong is obviously very determined, but at this moment, his soul is still trembling and his heart is palpitating.
The most terrifying thing is that these illusions can not only impact his soul, but the Shenxiu Bow seems to be a set of blood-devouring weapons. After he got it, it kept devouring his blood essence and soul.
, this is what Teng Yunchong feels most terrifying.
He guarded his mind, but still could not break through the psychological impact of that scene. Teng Yunchong glanced at the great disillusionment dust formation. Qin Wushuang did not act rashly in that formation, but acted like an old tree.
It's like a tree, motionless, as if in samadhi.
The more this happened, the more Teng Yunchong felt that Qin Wushuang was indeed unfathomable.
Little did he know that Qin Wushuang didn't want to risk breaking the formation from the beginning to the end, but just sat there and waited. As long as he understood the attack mysteries of this formation and didn't rush into the formation, defense would not be a big problem.
Qin Wushuang's plan was to establish himself in an invincible position. In fact, all he had to do was delay time.
And this gained time is the critical period for the duel between Teng Yunchong and Shenxiu Gong.
Qin Wushuang has been communicating and practicing with Shenxiu Gong, and his control over Shenxiu Gong has almost reached an unprecedented level.
The longer he spent dealing with Shenxiu Gong, the more he knew how much potential it contained. Therefore, he was not worried about whether Teng Yunchong could withstand it.
If the soul of the murderous aura exuded by Shenxiu Gong is not strong enough, it will be directly swallowed by the divine aura of Shenxiu Gong on the spot.
This Teng Yunchong can be considered to be very powerful in the realm of Shinto, and his soul power is particularly powerful. Otherwise, just the first few rounds of confrontation would be enough to make him lose his mind and surrender voluntarily.
But even so, Teng Yunchong felt huge pressure.
The Shenxiu bow was held in his hand, like a death summons token from hell. Countless pairs of sinful black hands were shaking their palms towards him, calling him to gather together.
Teng Yunchong only felt that if this situation continued, all his blood and essence might be completely swallowed up by this divine bow.
Teng Yunchong suddenly realized at this moment why Qin Wushuang, who had been in business for less than twenty years, would be so unscrupulous in making such a bet with him.
However, after he understood this, his situation had obviously reached a point where he had no choice but to get off the tiger.
Or, continue to activate your spiritual consciousness and forcefully activate the sun-shooting arrow to attack the Shinto shield. However, in this situation, it is very difficult to control the sun-shooting arrow and penetrate the Shinto shield at this critical moment.
The price paid for this may be that the essence and blood in the body will be completely sucked dry, and the soul may even be traumatized or even be devoured.
The other option, without a doubt, is to admit defeat.
This battle without gunpowder has just begun, and the winner has already been decided.
Teng Yunchong let out a long roar, and his soul pretended to be extremely calm: "Qin Wushuang, what is the secret of this beautiful bow?"
Qin Wushuang knew that Teng Yunchong had reached the edge and was about to collapse. He had to hold on with just one breath. At this time, it was difficult for Teng Yunchong to protect himself, let alone activate the attack formation to attack him.
Qin Wushuang.
With a smile, Qin Wushuang said leisurely: "I don't know the specifics of the ghost trick, but I am sure that if Ambassador Teng insists on persisting, the soul will be seriously injured. At least the soul will be seriously injured, and at worst it will stimulate all the power of Shenxiu Gong.
The pressure makes people’s souls disappear into ashes!”
It sounds like it is telling facts and making sense, but it is undoubtedly the most beneficial threat.
As Teng Yunchong took his last breath, Qin Wushuang's sharp knife pierced his chest, and his breath suddenly dissipated.
Shenxiu's bow could no longer be held, and it turned into a golden light, and the bow and arrows flew directly back to Qin Wu's hands.
Qin Wushuang laughed loudly: "Ambassador Teng, I accept the concession!"
Teng Yunchong sighed softly, his face turned ashen, but he said nothing. He looked at Qin Wushuang in the formation in ecstasy, feeling like "how can you be bright when you are already beautiful".
However, after all, Teng Yunchong was a man of his word, but he would not go back on his words. He grabbed the formation flag in his hand and began to dismantle the Great Disillusionment Mote Formation, and the clouds of mist gradually disappeared.
"Qin Wushuang's fame spreads all over the world. Today's battle is without smoke, but it is an eye-opener for this envoy. Well, our Great Guangming City can afford to lose to such a person! This golden tree is yours. All the Qin Clan
My son, you can take them all away!"
Qin Shaohong, who had never dealt with Qin Wushuang, was actually cheering for Qin Wushuang in his heart at this moment.
Because his several-year prison life has caused subtle changes in his mentality. When he heard Teng Yunchong admitting Qin Wushuang's victory, a warm feeling spread through his heart. ***, finally*