Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 147 The Talents Come Out in a Row

Everyone turned around and saw an old man slowly walking in with more than a dozen people.

The old man had thick black hair and beard, but his face was as pale as paper. He was wearing a half-black and half-white uniform, with his hair draped behind his head.

When this person appeared, everyone in the room was stunned. What happened today? All the people who shouldn't have appeared showed up.

Except for Daochen, the rest of the people bowed:

"Greetings to the Lord of the Eastern Kingdom!"

Lao Xun was even more delighted:

"The Lord of the Eastern Kingdom has come to visit us. Lao Xun was unable to welcome us from afar. Please forgive me for my sin!"

Donghuang Jieyang, the patriarch of the Yin-Yang family in Xianyang City, one of the decision-makers in Xianyang City, with the eighth-level cultivation of a saint, and a Yin puppet master.

Donghuang Jieyang ignored Lao Xun, turned his head and looked at Daochen and smiled:

"Brother Daochen personally stepped forward for a young man. This is rare!"

Daochen's complexion showed no abnormality:

"Well! If it weren't for my seclusion, how could such a genius die so easily?"

"Since you've already fallen, why are you still pushing me so hard?"

"Brother Jieyang, what you said is wrong! If we ignore this trend, wouldn't future geniuses be discouraged?"

"Genius? Just hearsay! Although Lao Xun was wrong, he managed the Holy Forging Organization very well. Isn't this enough to offset his faults?"

"Huh, huh! You're trying to make up for your mistakes? I'm afraid Brother Jieyang hasn't been out for a long time. These disciples of the Holy Forging Organization are always bullying and rampant. Is this what you call being impressive?"

Donghuang Jieyang's face darkened after hearing this:

"So you're going to add fuel to the fire here today?"

Dao Chen chuckled:

"Hey! Brother Donghuang, what you said is wrong. If it were me, wouldn't it be bullying the weak? Why not let them solve it themselves?"

"Humph! With so many of you, how are you going to solve it by yourselves?"

Daochen looked back at Xunying'er, who understood and took two steps forward and said:

"I'll kill him!"

Donghuang Jieyang wanted to say something after hearing this, but seeing this scene, he could not help but shut his mouth and looked at Lao Xun. Although Lao Xun smiled bitterly, this was the best choice:

"Alright! I will learn from the Confucian ancestor's saying that the highest virtue is like water, and see the Jade Water Sword! Please!"

After saying this, Lao Xun took out a huge square dark golden hammer with one hand. When the hammer appeared, heat waves rolled and the temperature around it rose sharply.

Especially the handle of the hammer, which suddenly turned out to be a giant red dragon, with its mouth open biting the hammer head, and its tail swaying slightly at the bottom!

Xun Yinger smiled slightly:

"Not bad! You finally mastered this Meteorite Red Dragon. Now I'll give it a try and see if you're just good-looking but useless!"

Wushang frowned after hearing this. This didn't make sense to him at all!

After Xun Ying'er finished speaking, she lightly raised her jade hand, and a two-foot-long translucent emerald green short sword appeared in her hand, with a snow-white dragon-tail whisk hanging from the end of the broken sword.

When the sword appeared, it swept through this huge courtyard like a spring breeze. The heat disappeared, and a cool mist filled the air. All the hostility disappeared, and everyone present felt comfortable and cool.

"Red Dragon Territory!"

Lao Xun gave a light shout, and a dragon shadow was seen circling out from the sledgehammer, gradually growing larger, turning the area within a hundred meters under his feet red.

"Hehe! If the water area!"

Xun Ying'er waved the jade sword lightly, and saw that the Red Dragon Domain, which had not yet taken shape, was instantly surrounded and swallowed by light green. In less than three breaths, the area within a hundred meters was covered with light green!

Lao Xun was a little frightened. He was one level lower in cultivation than Xun Ying'er. Although the difference of one level after Saint level was already a huge gap, the difference between his Red Dragon Domain and others was simply like heaven and earth. The gap was too great!

"Hehe! Qi Refiner, wait and see how I can defeat you!"

After saying this, Lao Xun shouted:

"Red Dragon Ball, Dragon Soul True Body!"

The sledgehammer pointed to the sky, and the sky suddenly turned dark red. Dozens of dark golden fireballs the size of pot lids condensed in the air and instantly bombarded Xun Ying'er.

At the same time, he jumped high up, and a dark golden dragon pattern more than ten meters long appeared on the top of the hammer. The dragon pattern solidified instantly, just like a real dragon.

Lao Xun raised the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it towards Xun Ying'er's head. The huge dragon head followed and let out a deafening dragon roar, bombarding Xun Ying'er.

This momentum and this secret technique made everyone present exclaim in amazement.

Wushang was frightened and screamed:

"Ying'er, be careful!"

Just look at Xun Ying'er's dark green Confucian robes rising without wind:

"There are three thousand rivers of water, and the highest good is like water!"

Suddenly, a fist-sized water ball condensed in front of Xun Ying'er, and more and more small water balls gathered and moved upward. The size difference between the small water ball and the big fireball was too big, but when the two met, there was no earth-shattering sound.

The small water ball did not catch the fireball forcefully, but instead bounced back, seemingly without any obstruction at all.

However, the return route deviated, and the fireballs were guided by the water balls to the ground instantly, disappearing after green mist emerged around Xun Ying'er.

At this moment, the sledgehammer with the huge dragon head and dragon roars had already reached Xun Ying'er's head. Xun Ying'er calmly raised her finger, and a translucent shield with green ripples suddenly rose from the water on the ground and instantly reached the top of her head, just in time to meet the sledgehammer and the dragon head. A muffled "Puff!" sounded in her ears.

The sledgehammer seemed to hit cotton. It trembled up and down and then bounced slightly. The dragon head was like a dragon entering the water. It sank directly into the water shield and disappeared without a trace.

When the hammer bounced back, Lao Xun felt cold in his heart, because this attack not only used the secret technique of the weapon spirit in the Holy Martial Arts, but also had the blessing of his own blood and energy. It could be said to be his strongest attack besides the Holy Fire.

It seemed that his attack was easily resolved by Xun Ying'er, but only these two people truly understood the truth.

Xun Ying'er couldn't help but secretly rejoice that the Ruoshui Shield was able to block this attack, which also consumed a lot of her energy!

Fight hard, otherwise it would be a disgrace. Only if he fights himself to death will Donghuang Jieyang come to his rescue!

Thinking of this, Lao Xun laughed grimly:

"The highest virtue is like water. It is truly amazing. I admire you!"

After saying this, Lao Xun's mind moved slightly, and his whole body quickly turned red. Then the image on his head shrank back to the same height as the main body, just like a human-shaped light shield covering his body.

The sledgehammer is still there, but its color has turned blood red.

In a moment, a whole red human-shaped flame appeared in front of everyone. Those who knew knew that this was Lao Xun's unique holy fire, and it was also the root of the holy fire that his master, Madam Xu, had refined by passing through the holy fire with her body before her death.

The Root of the Holy Fire can be regarded as the pinnacle of the Holy Fire, the absolute king among the Holy Fires.

Although the attack and punishment of the root of the holy fire was against the will of heaven, it still had its own special flaws. To stimulate the holy fire to attack and punish, one must squeeze out the qi and blood, using the essence and blood as the guide.

Just one strike condenses all the strength of the caster, from the inside out, so after level one, there is no combat power.

Xun Ying'er knew that he was powerful and did not dare to be negligent. She looked solemn and raised the Green Water Sword with one hand to draw a rotating circle in front of her. As the circle appeared, all the water spirit energy on the field began to gather towards the circle and rotate along with it.

The water spiritual energy gathered more and more, and became sticky in the blink of an eye.

"The Wrath of Holy Fire!"

Lao Xun shouted loudly and raised the sledgehammer in his hand high up, then swung it towards Xun Ying'er. Then a blood-red figure separated from Lao Xun's body.

The figure was holding a sledgehammer, and the hammer head rushed forward towards Xun Ying'er with a deafening whistling sound. The flames drew a red shadow behind him that made a crackling sound.

The sound of breaking through the air shook the heavens and the earth, leaving a vacuum zone wherever it passed, rolling up a piece of torn floor tiles, and a half-meter-deep gap appeared on the ground, which was shocking!