Summoning at the Start: Turns Out I'm the Mastermind

Transmigrated as the Sixth Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty who cannot cultivate.

Can summon various figures and forces from Chinese history.

Hidden deep within Great Qian is the Luo Ne...

Chapter 112 Zhang Sanfeng

The tone was calm, yet full of dominance.

When the Blood Demon heard this, strange lines appeared on his skin, as if magma was flowing, and his eyes were red as fire, revealing endless killing intent.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and every attack was aimed directly at Zhang Sanfeng's vital points, as if to tear him into pieces.

The dancing fists brought up bloody storms.

Every time he swung his fist, it seemed as if countless tragic souls were howling, which was heart-wrenching.

Zhang Sanfeng's figure floated in the air, and he took Tai Chi steps, as if he had merged with the yin and yang energy between heaven and earth.

He moved his hands slowly, and Tai Chi flowed in his hands, like an invisible airflow, outlining a mysterious yin and yang pattern in the air.

His Tai Chi has reached perfection, and his moves contain the changes of yin and yang between heaven and earth.

Each punch and each palm strike seemed slow, but they could easily block the blood demon's phantom fist dance.

His hands were like swimming dragons, and as they flipped, the sky and the earth changed color, sometimes the clouds turned upside down, and sometimes the sun came out from the clouds.

The Blood Demon felt that his attacks were like a drop in the ocean, completely dissipated, and was just about to withdraw.

But I felt like I was stuck and couldn't get away.

And its attacks constantly destroy its body and soul.

However, the Blood Demon was not nervous. His body suddenly grew larger, turned into a blood-colored sphere, and exploded.

It seemed as if they wanted to die together, but Zhang Sanfeng paused slightly, and with his left palm facing down, he formed a ball-holding shape with his right hand, and performed a move called "Lan Que Wei".

He gathered the power of the explosion inside and flung it out violently.

Then there was a loud noise in the sky, and the blood rain fell like a spring.

On the rotten earth, they converge into red streams.

"Is he dead?" The supreme grand masters looked at the scene and were a little excited when they saw the blood demon self-destruct.

At their level, they don’t even know who will win or lose.

It's like a peak acquired being facing a strong innate being, that feeling of powerlessness.

At this moment, they experienced it even more profoundly. The gap between the Supreme Grand Master and the Heavenly Being was even greater, almost an untouchable gap.

Zhang Sanfeng saw this scene without saying a word. The fight between the two was just a test.

The blood demon that exploded in the distance also recovered instantly. The exploded flesh and blood reassembled into its body as if time had flowed backwards.

The two were clearly separated in the air. On one side, blood-colored raindrops washed the sky and earth, while on the other side, the rhythm of Taoism was in harmony, and yin and yang were interdependent.