Chapter 63: A Great Battle!
The vermillion fish was also startled.
How did a guy suddenly pop out of the Tiandao Sect's Master Zun's camp and come after him?
Isn't there a master who is angry and ashamed, wanting to destroy himself?
But when he saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, he couldn't help but laugh.
Frostbite!
This guy is really lucky, was beaten to only half of his life left, and then was crazily hunted by the "Blood Eye Pupil Cat" monster that weighed seven or eight tons, but he didn't die, and instead was still jumping around, truly fulfilling the saying "life and death are destined".
"Haha, I wonder who it is. It turns out to be the famous 'Square Face Two Idiots'. What's up? You're thinking of me so much?" Zhu Yu said with a smile, his demeanor extremely relaxed.
"Last time at Yunmengze, you surprisingly didn't die, it's not easy! Running into you again is really not easy!"
Frosty battle, eyes wide with anger, murderous intent fills the sky.
The last encounter with Yun Mengze was a nightmare for him.
Even now, when he thinks of himself being crazily hunted down by the "Blood-eyed Pupil Cat", he can't help but feel a chill in his heart.
That was a narrow escape! It's even more like being reborn from death!
That beast is ferocious and tenacious, extremely fast, and its attack is swift and deadly, making it impossible to defend against.
Frost and "Blood Eye Pupil Cat" chased each other, he was almost covered in blood from head to toe, his whole body had become a bloody person.
Luckily, Frost Autumn Moon arrived just in time and scared away the monster, otherwise, Frost War would have become a soul under the monster's claws.
Even so, Frost returned and rested for a whole month before recovering, while the underlying internal injuries that already existed further worsened.
So, in his heart, he hated Zhu Yu so much that he wanted to chop him up and scatter his bones.
This is the South Sea Temple, he originally couldn't take action.
However, he endured for a long time and finally couldn't help it, especially when he saw Zhu Yu's disciples of the Lingfu Hall win overwhelmingly after being instructed by him, with that sly and shameless smile on his face.
It suddenly reminded him of those days when he encountered a nightmare in Yunmengze.
It's this treacherous and cunning little black robe that has tormented itself to the point of being worse than dead, almost falling!
If this grudge is not avenged, how can he continue to mix in the South Sea Immortal Realm from now on?
As a Tui Xu, Frost War's swordsmanship is extremely direct, with almost no fancy moves.
"The Square-Faced Killer God" has all sword moves existing for slaughter.
He came with great momentum, and in the blink of an eye, his sword tip was already pointing at the Vermilion Fish.
"Don't hit my little duck!"
The toe of the Zhu fish touched the back of the "thin body duck", and the person was like a ghost, suddenly appearing and disappearing in the void. The frosty sword move that seemed so powerful was easily dodged by him.
Next moment.
The carp's body is covered with flowing auspicious light.
Wherever his body appears, complex knife arrays, gun arrays, and sword arrays will form.
"The Twenty-Four Soldiers' Talismans" various large arrays condensed and transformed in mid-air one by one.
The traditional eighteen kinds of martial arts array, plus the six kinds of immortal family method arrays combined, covered the entire void.
These great arrays congeal, as if a large net is controlling their changes.
Sometimes they form a line, sometimes they gather to form a large circle, and in an instant they transform into a square or ring-shaped killing array.
The vermilion fish closed its doors and bitterly cultivated the Dao of talismans, comprehending the essence of various killing talismanic Dao. At this moment, it did not hold back in the slightest, and all were displayed.
In the void, sword lights and shadows danced, and soon Frost War was enveloped by countless arrays of killing talismans.
His powerful swordsmanship was impressive in the grand formation, with swift and fierce movements that seemed to shake the heavens, yet he could never break through the ever-changing and mysterious array.
You are strong, I am weak; you are strong, I retreat - a single word "entwine" decides.
You retreat and I harass; let you retreat without dignity, a single "harass" character is enough.
You are weak and I am strong, unmoving as a mountain, swift as wind, the key to a single "attack" character.
The vermilion fish man sparkled in the air, his hands seemed to be holding a wand that was about to condense into an array, and with one step of his foot, it would solidify into an array. With a wave of his hand, it would also solidify into an array.
He didn't even bat an eye, and the formation of symbols changed in an instant. For a moment, the entire Bell Tower Square was filled with flowing symbol lights, and the symbol arrays seemed to be everywhere.
The two armies were evenly matched and neither could gain the upper hand.
Frost's body is transformed into a powerful and ferocious state, his sword moves are cunning, ruthless and deadly, with limitless power.
He seemed to be able to break through the array of symbols with ease.
The red fish is superior in grasping the infinite changes of the great array, and every move it makes is a condensation of the symbolic array.
The Twenty-Four Soldiers' Array seemed to be in sync with his mind, controlling such a complex array as if it were second nature.
And these large arrays also have arrays within them.
The sword array sometimes condenses into a hundred swords gathering at the top, scattering and killing, and sometimes condenses into a hundred swords merging as one, rescuing the master from all sides.
Sometimes a hundred swords kill together, with a power that can shock people; sometimes they lie in ambush on all sides, waiting for the rabbit to fall into the trap.
Sometimes a hundred boats sailed across the river, facing the enemy head-on, and sometimes they formed a net-like formation to defend against the enemy's attack.
……
The Twenty-Four Fiery Array is a masterpiece of strategic deployment, with each layer intricately connected and cleverly transformed, leaving no weak points whatsoever.
On the square, others had already dispersed.
The square was surrounded by thousands of people watching this great battle from heaven to earth.
"My goodness!"
Countless people gaze up at the sky, their mouths agape in genuine astonishment!
Such a great war has far exceeded the challenge of Elite Hall. The strength of both sides is far beyond everyone's expectations.
"Square Face Killer God" Frost War, famous far and wide, but the powerful strength shown today still surprised many people.
He alone with a sword, the sword like a swimming dragon, the person like a startled swan, unrelenting and infinitely powerful. Every change of his sword is also mysterious and unpredictable, every move is a fatal blow, not one is not aimed at harming others.
But what was most shocking was the crucian carp.
A black-robed disciple actually has such astonishing strength, and can fight evenly with a half-step Quasi-Saint, this is really...
Unbelievable!
On the edge of the square, in front of dormitory 103, where a group of disciples had gathered, Zhu Yu and Shi Xiaogang's mouths were already shaped like "O"s.
In their minds, Zhu Lao Da was very strong, but he was strong to such an extent that it was simply...
"Xiao Gang, is...is that still Zhu Lao Da? He's...he's also too overbearing and arrogant!"
Shi Xiaojian's face changed, and he slowly shook his head. His eyes looking at Zhu Yu were extremely fervent and worshipful!
Absolute worship, naked worship!
Zhu Lao Da is actually a disciple of 103, so powerful, is that still 103?
In the air.
The innate spirits of Lingfeng Hall and Lian Tiandang were also attracted by this astonishing great war.
Many innate masters are indulging in the great war, as if they are drunk and can't extricate themselves, it's too brilliant!
Is this still a match between two post-heaven cultivators?
"Tactical map?......"
Someone in the Lingfeng Hall camp exclaimed, Tian Xiaodan's small face turned bright red, and her expression was extremely excited as she stared at the square, both hands clenched into fists.
"Sister, how does the crucian carp compare to you?"
Yun Feng's face was solemn, his eyes staring fixedly at the square, his lips pursed very tightly.
"After a long time, she said: 'Zhu Yu should be an elite disciple!'"
She turned her head and glanced at Gao Rou, Gao Rou's face changed, and she smiled very complicatedly without saying a word.
Bamboo fish!
Is this big killer in black who stands before us the same Zhu Yu who is good at bragging, timid and afraid of trouble, and despicable?
She felt dizzy for a moment!
As a congenital practitioner, Gao Rou was not shocked by the scene of this great war in front of him, but was shocked by Zhu Yu's strange use of the "Twenty-four Soldier Symbols".
Shocked by such a lazy rascal, how can he have such strong combat power.
And other Lingfu Hall innate spiritual beings also fell into deep contemplation.
Basic Symbolism!
Practical Taoism!
No matter who it is, even if it's Master Osho Mehta, they can mock and scold these symbols as heretical and evil on a daily basis.
But at this moment, they had to face the shock brought by Zhu Yu's "Twenty-four Soldiers' Talisman".
Being able to use the 24 Tomoe symbols to such an extent that they become one with the user, being able to use the 24 Tomoe symbols to block Frost War's overwhelmingly powerful killing sword...
How did you manage to get to this point?
He sternly raised his goat-like beard, with a serious and solemn face, scolding the Lingfu Hall for neglecting the foundation of the symbol path. He scolded everyone for being frivolous and impatient, and the scene of pulling seedlings to aid growth once again unnaturally appeared in everyone's minds.
I used to think that being strict was so pale, so rigid, and so powerless.
But at this moment...
A stern and serious disciple, even if the opponent is just a small black robe, he uses such visual and killing shock to make the stern and old-fashioned words of those conservatives so vivid and powerful, so deadly!
"Fundamentals... " Xiu Yuan Tang muttered out three words, a look of embarrassment on his face.
Master, what is a master?
The master is not necessarily of high attainment, nor is he necessarily majestic and towering, nor does he have a brilliant aura.
But for decades, day after day, no matter how many criticisms they encounter, no matter what kind of difficulties they face, no matter how depressed and frustrated they are, they can still steadfastly adhere to their own moral principles.
For decades, Yan Jing has been what kind of existence in Lingfu Hall? For decades, he has been a low-ranking disciple's lecturer, and among the many innate spiritual beings in Lingfu Hall, he is the most failed and marginalized existence.
The master with the worst relationships, least popular and least welcomed is Yan Jing.
But Yan Jing is truly a great master, Master Fu Dao!
Not inferior to Xiū Yuǎn and ōu Shèng Méi's Symbol Dao Masters, and possibly even closer to entering the Void Boundary than those two Symbol Dao Masters...
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