Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 13 Rune Weapon
The long and narrow plank road trembled, and the gravel rolled down the mountain.

The loud rumbling noise suddenly sounded in the ears of Long Jianfei and Luo Shuixian like thunder.

Their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it.

In sight, the child who was only five or six years old actually lifted a huge boulder like a small building.

According to Long Jianfei's estimate, such a boulder weighs at least five or sixty thousand catties, not to mention ordinary people, even a master at the fifth level of the Inner Breathing Realm may not be able to lift it.

But the little ghost in front of him lifted the weight lightly, he insisted on supporting the huge boulder like a tower.

"The mountains and seas are full of spirits, and the heavens and the earth are pregnant with demons..." Long Jianfei's eyes narrowed, and his heavy voice burst out from his mouth like sharp arrows.

"Brother, you mean... he is a ghost!?" Luo Shuixian frowned slightly, and looked at the six or seven-year-old child again.

"He's not an ordinary ghost." Long Jianfei shook his head and jumped off the horse.

"One power down ten times, eight directions of life force... This little devil has achieved Taoism."

While speaking, Long Jianfei's gaze never moved away from that weird child.

"Senior brother, I'm here to take her in." Luo Shuixian clenched the sword in her hand and was about to step forward.

rumbling...

At this moment, the child's arms swelled, and with all his strength, he threw the boulder he lifted into the cliff on the side of the mountain.

The loud noise shook the sky, like thunder and shock, and the ground trembled.

Luo Shuixian's beautiful eyes were lightly focused, and a trace of fear flashed across her.

If such a strange force fell on him, his inner breath would probably be shaken away.

"Back off, you are not his opponent yet." Long Jianfei shook his head.

As a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, it is a basic quality to recognize the strength of the enemy and ourselves.

Obviously, the brat in front of him is absolutely not something that Luo Shuixian can handle.

"Little devil, where are you evildoer?"

Long Jianfei stepped forward, facing the weird child, and asked loudly.

"Your mother is the demon, and your whole family are demons."

Tianjiao turned his head sideways, his eyes glowed fiercely, and his retorts rang out loudly.

Ever since he released Li Mo and awakened [Zhou Tian Mayfly Gong], no one dared to speak so loudly in front of him for a long time.

"An evildoer is an evildoer, stubborn and stubborn." Long Jianfei shook his head, no longer interested in talking nonsense.

Tianjiao tilted his head, really confused about human's thoughts.

It's just crossing the road by oneself and clearing the obstacles. I really don't know how it has something to do with the stubbornness in the mouth of the man in front of him.

call……

Long Jian flew like thunder, and his figure was like a ghost, jumping from a very high place.

Tianjiao rolled his eyes, his anger welled up, and he slammed his lotus-like arm.

In an instant, the strong wind howled, as if a wall was pushed across.

Long Jianfei's complexion changed suddenly, he could only hear the sound of thunder in his ears, his body suddenly sank, and he was actually bounced away by the sweeping wind.

"The evil wind is so strong, it's like hitting a wall!"

Luo Shuixian's flower face turned pale. When she was in Xuantian Pavilion, she heard from her teacher that there are monsters hidden in the deep mountains. Once she got the Tao, the monster wind will produce a method, and the strength will come true. It is like a wall between a door and a wall. Can't get close.

She didn't expect that the little ghost in front of her was not astonishing in appearance, but her skills were so terrifying.

rumbling...

At this moment, Long Jianfei's body shook suddenly, his bones trembled, and he made a strange sound, like a tiger and leopard roaring, like a thunderstorm shaking in winter.

Such a strange shock instantly scattered the evil wind around him.

"Tiger Leopard Thunder!"

Luo Shuixian's eyes lit up.

The reason why Xuantian Pavilion is authentic in the world is because after [Shenzong Annihilation], the world's kung fu has withered, and only Xuantian Pavilion has a collection of millions of books.

Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound is a profound exercise in the Xuantian Pavilion for cultivating inner breath. Once practiced, the inner breath circulates like thunder, shakes the bone marrow, refines like a tiger and leopard, changes the physique, and stimulates the potential.

Compared with the [Basic Guidance Technique] cultivated by Luofu Mountain disciples, it is much stronger.

hum...

Long Jianfei's momentum changed suddenly, and his inner breath was like a river and sea, gushing and moving.

As soon as he landed, he descended like a fierce tiger, turned into an afterimage, and charged towards Tianjiao.

boom……

Tianjiao stomped his feet violently, the ground shook, cracks spread to the surroundings, and the rolled up gravel shot out like knives.

Long Jianfei's figure did not stand still, his fists danced like a dragon out of the sea, his majestic inner aura was like waves undulating, sweeping away all the oncoming gravel.

"Once the tiger, leopard, and leiyin are mastered, they have the power to subdue demons with every gesture." Luo Shuixian has boundless confidence in Long Jianfei.

If the usual Long Jianfei is just a sword that has just come out of the oven, then once he casts the tiger, leopard and thunder sound, it is equivalent to opening the sword.

Show your sharpness and turn the world upside down.

rumbling...

Finally, Long Jianfei tore through the hunting demon wind, and came to Tianjiao's body, and his powerful inner breath gathered on his right hand.

He took a step forward, clenched his fingers into a fist, and smashed Tianjiao's chest like a seal.

Faced with this crushing punch, Tianjiao let out a long howl, the sharp sound was enough to tear eardrums.

"This is……"

Luo Shuixian's complexion changed suddenly, and Tianjiao's body suddenly filled up like a ball. '

Long Jianfei's punch was as fast as thunder, and landed on Tianjiao's chest. The strong wind was blowing, but he couldn't get in any more.

"Zhou Tian Liuyun Jin!"

Tianjiao raised his head abruptly, a fierce look flashed in his scarlet eyes.

At this moment, he spread the strength gained from hard work day and night to every corner of his body, like flowing clouds in the surrounding sky.

With the power of Ten Meetings, in an instant, the defense will not be able to move.

This is already an extremely high level in [Zhou Tian Mayfly Art].

"What a monster." Long Jianfei's complexion changed slightly.

After all, he still underestimated the ghosts in this remote mountain.

rumbling...

At the moment when he lost his mind, Tianjiao swung his fist violently, and the strong wind roared like a wave hitting the air, directly tearing apart the mighty inner breath, and knocking Long Jianfei away.

The latter was circling in the air, falling to the ground like a spiral, and the tiger-like thunder roaring in his body gradually subsided.

"Brother..." Luo Shuixian frowned slightly.

She never imagined that in such a remote place, she would meet such a weird ghost with strange powers that could break Long Jianfei's tiger, leopard and thunder.

"Humans, get the hell out of here." Tianjiao said with a ferocious gaze and a childish voice.

"Monster, I underestimated you."

Long Jianfei straightened up slowly, and took out the weapon from the leopard leather bag on his waist.

It was a limp long whip.

Long Jianfei held it firmly with his palm, moving it up and down.

The next moment, the limp long whip burst into anger and became extremely hard. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a seven-foot spear.

The body of the gun was pitch black, with red barbs densely packed at the pointed end, like a rooster's comb, with a blood-red luster, and when it shook gently, there was the sound of eagles crowing and eagles crowing.

"Big Eagle Cockscomb Spear!" Long Jianfei held the spear in his hand with confidence in his eyes.

"Rune Weapon!?" Tianjiao's face changed slightly.

Among the monster hunters, some possess special weapons, which are tempered from natural materials and earthly treasures, and runes are engraved on them, endowing them with various incredible abilities.

This is the rune weapon.

It's just that this kind of weapon is extremely rare, even if you can't find a few of them in Luofu Mountain.

Who would have thought that such a treasure was hidden in the young man in front of him.

"Little ghost, the next step is to blink."

The corners of Long Jianfei's mouth raised slightly.

Suddenly, there was only a long eagle neighing, and the spear shot out like a dragon, directly turning into a red light, breaking through the demonic wind in the sky, and stabbing at Tianjiao.

The barb like a cockscomb burst into anger, exuding terrifying penetrating power.

Tianjiao's complexion changed suddenly, and before the weird spear got close to him, he felt that the strength in his body could not be gathered, and his body seemed to be torn apart.

"It's over!"

"Tsk tsk, this is a rune weapon, good stuff."

At this moment, a contemptuous voice resounded in the valley.

The next moment, a figure appeared like a ghost, and stood in front of Tianjiao. He raised his arm lightly, and he gently held the long spear that came through with his bare hands.

(End of this chapter)