The golden crow rose and a light rain began to fall over the Dongting River.
At the foot of Shuangjiao Mountain, dozens of boats gathered in the middle of the river. The lights on the bows looked like swaying ghost faces, with ferocious and jumping afterglow appearing in the thick fog.
Although the weather was damp and cold, almost everyone was wearing cold-resistant coats, carrying copper stoves, standing on the deck, tiptoeing and looking at the two not-so-tall figures on Shuangjiao Mountain.
November 1, the battle of two dragons! Less than thirty years old, they have already reached the peak of spiritual cultivation. The two martial arts geniuses who are expected to add new paths to martial arts have attracted the attention of almost half of the Jiang Wulin.
At this time, from a certain ship that was shining with a unique black light, several deep and cold voices came.
"The time points at which Yan Yijiu and Chen Bufan rose to prominence were extremely similar. They both experienced dramatic changes ten years ago, either their families were destroyed or their masters suffered misfortunes, and then they soared to the sky!"
"Since Yan Yijiu joined our Wuyu Dragon Gate, he has secretly borrowed personnel many times, checked files, and surrounded and suppressed nine young warriors who can also be called martial arts geniuses... After capturing them alive, he completely disappeared from the face of the earth!"
"Chen Bufan may seem like just a fishmonger, but he has already become the underground emperor of Luoshui County. This time, the two of them chose Shuangjiao Mountain to fight without any communication or meeting in person."
"The technique they practiced is called Dao Palace Hidden God Notes. It is a technique that I have never heard of before, but it has a very high purpose and is aimed directly at the third realm of martial arts, but it is not perfect."
"So, we have enough reason to suspect that there is someone behind the two of them... who changed the fate of Chen Bufan and others, taught them martial arts, and manipulated the two of them, just to perfect his own method."
At this point, the ship suddenly fell silent.
It is not uncommon for martial artists to create new paths, then use others as experiments to perfect their own methods.
Many people present have done this before.
But, isn’t this “Dao Palace Cang Shen Zhu” a little too powerful?
For any practitioner, even if he has average martial arts talent, one year of hard practice is equivalent to several years of hard practice for others.
Moreover, his qi, blood and physique are much higher than those of warriors of the same level.
Chen Bufan and the other person seem to be just rising stars.
But everyone present thought that if they were at the same level, they would not be their match.
"So this time, will the person behind them come?"
"He will definitely come! He has been planting seeds for ten years. How could he not come when they sprout and bear fruit?"
"In that case... first determine this person's identity and stance, and try to win him over. If that doesn't work, don't make him an enemy. My martial arts are weak, and it's rare for such a person to appear again."
"What if this person is stubborn, rebellious, and refuses to be disciplined by me, Da Jiang?"
"Of course... I'll just kill them all!"
"But although this person has not shown up, I think he is very powerful. The Sect Master is not here, so we are the only ones left..."
"Haha, have you forgotten about that person who almost turned into a god on earth and walked out of a unique martial arts path?"
"That's right. If that person is willing to help, then there's nothing to worry about."
…
"Brother Chen, are you really willing to be a pawn in someone else's hands?"
On Shuangjiao Peak.
A ray of morning light shone on Yan Yijiu's face, but what Chen Bufan did not expect was that Yan Yijiu did not have the slightest intention to fight.
“Why don’t you and I join forces, comprehend the divine power together, join the Jiwuyulongmen to seek protection, and when that person appears, we will cut him with a horizontal sword, break the god in our hearts, and take a step further!”
The Taoist Palace's divine treasure notes that if one visualizes Li Qinglin as a deity, one will naturally be under Li Qinglin's mental pressure, and one's strength level will never be able to surpass Li Qinglin.
now,
Chen Bufan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then he slowly said, "If it weren't for Him, I would have died ten years ago. A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring. Even if He shows up and takes my life, it is also the proper thing to do."
“Pedant!!”
"In the martial arts world, in my opinion, only you can be called a hero..."
"Um?"
Suddenly, Chen Bufan's eyes narrowed, and he vaguely sensed a fatal danger, like a poisonous snake drilling towards the back of his head.
He mobilized his blood and energy, flew up from his horse, and punched the air.
Whoosh! As soon as this punch was thrown, the air twisted and evaporated, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly and become extremely hot.
Then, several colorless cold feather needles in the air that were invisible to the naked eye and controlled by the power of the soul were quickly melted into iron liquid and dripped onto the ground.
"Despicable villain!"
Chen Bufan knew very well that Yan Yijiu had a sinister mind and was probably planning to plot against him for a long time.
Boom! ! Two deafening explosions sounded, and two warriors at the peak of spiritual cultivation fought each other in an instant.
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With the naked eye, one could see a fiery cloud and an ice crystal tornado, intertwining with each other and almost covering half of Shuangjiao Mountain.
Everyone in the river was watching this rare confrontation intently.
On the Dafu ship, Li Qinglin was sleeping on his side on the bed and did not go to watch the show.
"Senior, aren't you going?"
The timid voice of the White Bone Demon came.
Li Qinglin smiled softly, "I'm already watching it."
"Ah?" Bai Gu Jing was a little confused.
His thoughts slowly calmed down, and Li Qinglin concentrated all his mind and silently operated the Taoist Palace Divine Treasure.
The next moment, he "saw" Chen Bufan and the other person from a detached, overlooking perspective.
Rocks collapsed and dust rolled.
Yan Yijiu practiced the Sanjiao volume of "Daogong Cangshen Zhu". With every move he made, fluid, qi and blood surged like the sea, and a cold wind blew up for several feet.
Boom!
Some mountain peaks were swept by the cold wind and were quickly covered with a thick layer of ice crystals.
The volume of Naixin that Chen Bufan practiced was, to some extent, the most complete part of Cangshenzhu.
And perhaps it was a coincidence, he was also good at swordsmanship. At this moment, he shook his right hand, and the sword light shot out to a height of five or six feet, surrounded by four-colored flames. His blood and qi formed flames, and his momentum was so strong that it even surpassed Yan Yijiu.
"The San Jiao circulates vital energy, but it seems to require relatively complete internal organs as a foundation. Practicing it beforehand seems to affect a person's temperament and lifespan."
"Yan Yijiu's martial arts talent is far inferior to Chen Bufan's, but in today's fight, he was only slightly weaker than Chen Bufan. Does this mean that Sanjiao still has mysteries that I haven't expected?"
"However, Chen Bufan's Heart Scroll basically meets my expectations. It takes the path of being extremely strong and masculine. The Immortal True Toad Sitting on Fire Method has several flaws. We should change our thinking..."
In Li Qinglin's vision, Chen Bufan and the other man were like being butchered. Every detail of their bodies and every key point of their exercises were clearly visible.
He did not interfere with the fight between the two, and did not even care who won or lost.
He just watched the fight between Chen Bufan and Yan Yijiu silently.
On Shuangjiao Mountain, the blazing sword flames and the cold wind and ice storms kept colliding.
(End of this chapter)