Pawn Crossing the River

It was deathly silent inside and outside the main hall.

Tang Yongde did not expect that these two colleagues from Yujing would be so stubborn and they would fight to the end without giving in.

And Zhao Fuan's face was even more calm, showing a look of solemnity.

In fact, Qi Xuansu is not a stubborn person. If he is alone, there is no need for Zhao Fu'an, the chief military officer, to come forward. When Wang Ruyi appears, he will choose to compromise, and a few harsh words will just fall on deaf ears. But Zhang Yuelu doesn't tolerate criticism in her eyes. Firstly, because she has a strong background and is not afraid of threats. Secondly, because of her personality, she would rather take the straight and not seek from the wrong. Qi Xuansu could only risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

After a while, Zhao Fuan broke the silence: "Who are you? You are not worthy of making irresponsible remarks to me."

Qi Xuansu didn't get angry. Walking in the rivers and lakes, he had heard even worse words than this. If he got angry again and again, he would probably be pissed to death.

Qi Xuansu just bowed: "Qi Xuansu, the deacon of Tiangang Hall, has met Mr. Zhao."

"A little deacon dares to speak arrogantly." Zhao Fuan raised his chin.

Qi Xuansu said calmly: "I'm just telling the truth, why do I say 'arrogant words'? If anything I say is wrong or seems arrogant, please ask Mr. Zhao to point it out."

Zhao Fu'an narrowed his eyes: "I'm just a deputy hall master. Now a young deacon dares to fight with me in the ring, so don't blame me. I can afford to beat you to death!"

As the words fell, a slight cracking sound sounded.

Before anyone else could react, Zhang Yuelu already knew what the sound meant with his keen intuition. It was the sound of the floor tiles breaking under Zhao Fuan's feet. From the beginning to the end, Zhao Fuan never made any step on it. , and these cracks are still expanding, centered at Zhao Fuan's feet, spreading in all directions like a spider web.

Zhang Yuelu suddenly shouted: "Tianyuan, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Fuan had already taken action, shooting out like an arrow and heading straight towards his opponent. After all, Qi Xuansu was a person who had been fighting for a long time. He was already on guard and tried his best to put on a defensive posture. He did not ask for any counterattack, but only wanted to save his life as much as possible and not be killed by Zhao Fuan's punch.

Zhao Fu'an punched Qi Xuansu's intertwined arms. Qi Xuansu flew directly out. Although the skin of his left arm on the outside was intact, the inner bones were shattered and the flesh and blood turned into mud, showing a strange The angle is twisted.

What's even more frightening is that a celestial martial artist, a martial artist who sees the gods and is indestructible, has cultivated his fist intention to the extreme. The invisible fist intention penetrates Qi Xuansu's arms and the barrier of his body and flesh, and penetrates directly into his inner heart. It shattered his heart.

This punch, I dare not say that Zhao Fuan used all his strength, but he still had 70% of his power, which was enough to kill an innate person directly, even a Sanren at the Yuxu stage.

Zhao Fu'an is a martial artist himself, so he certainly doesn't think that Qi Xuansu is a martial artist who has returned to his true form. He can tell at a glance whether he has condensed his acupoints and condensed his body and mind.

Fortunately, Qi Xuansu's body was transformed by Qingpinghui and he got another piece of "Xuanyu", which was comparable to a returning warrior. Although this punch made him fly backwards, crashed into a wall and collapsed to the ground, he even tried to struggle to climb. Getting up was in vain, and the smell of blood surged up in his throat, but he did not die after all, and barely managed to save his life.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Yuelu also took action, turning the "photo paper" in his hand into a paper sword and attacking Zhao Fuan.

Zhao Fu'an didn't care about Zhang Yuelu's offensive at all, allowing Zhang Yuelu to stab him in the chest with his sword, and then hit Zhang Yuelu with an "Iron Mountain Back".

If he really wanted to kill Zhang Yuelu, he didn't have the courage. If he really dares to kill Zhang Yuelu, then no one can protect him. No matter how discordant the Taoist sect is, they will quickly reach a consensus on this matter. Most of them will directly send real-level masters to arrest him and then send him to Suppress the Demon. On the stage, the canonical punishments are clarified, making it known to the world.

This has nothing to do with Zhang Yuelu's background, but rather that he cannot set a precedent for killing high-quality Taoist priests, unless it is an assassination method by sending an assassin. After all, the consequences and impact of being assassinated and being killed directly in public are completely different.

But he still had the courage to hurt Zhang Yuelu. Not only that, but it's huge. After all, he was also hit by Zhang Yuelu's sword, so he had an explanation and room for maneuver. Zhang Yuelu has a Taoist sect behind him, and he also has a court behind him.

As for that little deacon, he is just a low-grade Taoist priest. The punishment is not as good as that of an official, and the courtesy is not as good as that of a common man. How could a Taoist sect go to war over a low-grade Taoist priest?

This collision directly knocked Zhang Yuelu's "Five Qi Yan Luo" apart, but the "Five Qi Yan Luo" also bought Zhang Yuelu a moment of time. She stretched out her left hand that was not holding a sword and slapped it with her palm.

For a moment, Zhang Yuelu felt a powerful surge coming in and had to rely on the force of the counter-shock to float back.

Zhao Fuan took advantage of the situation and punched, and Zhang Yuelu's figure moved accordingly, like a fallen leaf, without any force, always keeping a foot away from the fist, and drifting backwards.

Zhao Fu'an struck twice in succession to no avail. He felt helpless, and another punch hit Zhang Yuelu, making Zhang Yuelu unable to avoid it.

Zhang Yuelu had no choice but to meet him with a palm.

The fists and palms met. Although Zhao Fuan did not use his full strength, it was still the fist of a heavenly being. Zhang Yuelu's whole body was shaken and he had to release his force to the ground under his feet, causing the ground under his feet to be shattered.

Zhao Fu'an said softly: "There are some tricks."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his fist into a knife and struck Zhang Yuelu in the face.

Zhang Yuelu knew that he could not defeat Zhao Fuan head-on, and the long sword could not exert its power in close combat, so he simply turned the "photo paper" into a glove and put it on his hand. His fingers were as sharp as razor blades and he grabbed Zhao Fuan's wrist. Although Zhao Fu'an was in the realm of seeing gods and being indestructible, he still couldn't ignore a semi-immortal object, so he retracted his hand, turned his knife into a claw, and grabbed Zhang Yuelu's wrist with his backhand.

The two of them remained motionless, only changing their hand movements, and competed with each other for dozens of moves. In the end, Zhang Yuelu was slightly inferior and was hit on the shoulder by Zhao Fu'an. He immediately became mostly stiff, but then the six qi in Zhang Yuelu's body began to circulate on their own, and yin and yang exchanged. Light and dark alternated, and in an instant, the action was as usual.

Zhao Fu'an was slightly surprised. His move seemed ordinary, but it was actually an extremely clever method of exerting force. He penetrated his dark energy into the opponent's body. It did not hurt the person, but blocked the meridians and stiffened the body. But Zhang Yuelu resolved it in the blink of an eye, which was beyond Zhao Fuan's expectation.

As a result, Zhao Fuan was aroused to be somewhat competitive. He wanted to see how capable this Taoist deputy hall master was.

Zhang Yuelu had just neutralized Zhao Fuan's strength when a figure suddenly flashed in front of him. Zhao Fu'an, who looked like a ghost, suddenly approached Zhang Yuelu and struck her with one palm after another. Each palm was like a mountain axe, with astonishing power. Zhang Yuelu's arms were all very short, and he retracted them within a foot of attack, appearing to only defend but not attack.

Suddenly, Zhao Fuan shouted loudly and pushed towards Zhang Yuelu with both palms. Zhang Yuelu turned his sword skills into palm skills and used the "Heavenly Flowers Falling" style in the "Cihang Pudu Sword Code". The sword energy was flowing and hesitating. Zhao Fu'an was shocked and could only block Zhang Yuelu's blow with both palms. Palm, he immediately felt six sword auras entering his body. These six sword auras were different and had some kind of connection, so Zhao Fuan had to stop and resolve these six strange sword auras.

Zhao Fu'an still underestimated Zhang Yuelu after all. He originally thought that Zhang Yuelu's cultivation was not as good as his own, and he was afraid of killing Zhang Yuelu, so he only put in five or six points of effort, but he didn't expect to suffer a loss.

At this moment, Zhang Yuelu took the opportunity to counterattack. The two of them were yin and yang, one strong and the other soft. Between the moves, there was an invisible force that exploded, like thunder. Fortunately, Zhang Yuelu's hands were protected by "no photo paper", otherwise he would have been injured by Zhao Fu'an's punches.

In this process, Zhang Yuelu used the method of "Six Void Tribulations" again, but Zhao Fu'an's realm of cultivation was higher than hers, especially after suffering a loss, he was on guard, and his energy and blood condensed in one place, making The "Six Void Tribulations" cannot be destroyed and cannot be as invincible as in the past.

However, this was also what Zhang Yuelu had expected. Seeing that the attack was useless, she turned to defense. The power of the six calamities changes indefinitely, from the most yin to the soft to the most yang in just an instant. It gathers and disperses indefinitely, changes indefinitely, is complicated and endless.

Zhang Yuelu was so difficult to deal with, which was beyond Zhao Fu'an's expectation, and made him a little angry. Just when he was about to use all his strength, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Stop!"

Zhao Fuan and Zhang Yuelu separated by chance.

I saw a Taoist priest wearing a black crane cloak, a sword of wisdom, and a lotus crown descending from the sky. Judging from his attire, he turned out to be a second-grade Taiyi Taoist priest.

Everyone was a little panicked.

Although this person is only a real person and not a real person, it is enough to make everyone feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

Generally speaking, the master of the local Taoist government and the head of the nine halls are all served by the real master Shenzhi, while the ordinary real master serves as his deputy, that is, the chief deputy hall master and the chief deputy master.

Then the person coming is the second-in-command in Shuzhou Daofu, Ling Yunzi.

But I saw that Lingyunzi was about the same age, with three long beards and an immortal spirit. He was a very common image of a Taoist real person.

After the real person appeared, he immediately looked at Zhang Yuelu. Seeing that Zhang Yuelu was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he no longer concealed his anger, looked at Zhao Fuan, and called him by his name: "Zhao Fuan, you So brave.”

Zhao Fuan was slightly startled. He never expected that the Shuzhou Taoist Government, which belonged to Quanzhen Taoism, would stand up for a Zhengyi disciple, even at the expense of offending himself, a "neighbor" who had been with him for many years.

If it were other Zhengyi disciples, Shuzhou Taoist Mansion might really turn big things into trivial matters.

However, Zhao Fu'an missed one point. It is true that Zhang Yuelu is a disciple of the righteous disciple, and he was also promoted by the Earth Master himself. He also gave him a semi-immortal object as an exception. The Earth Master did not hide his love and respect for this junior. , Quanzhen Tao disciples try to figure out what is best, and they know what is light and what is serious without having to give instructions from the Earth Master.