The Dream Master

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However, the girl surnamed Li was looking intently toward the river in the distance, not paying attention to the gaze of the young man surnamed Wu.

Hearing this, Dafang's eyes flashed a thoughtful look, and he nodded with a smile on his face.

Not to mention that the two were discussing on the boat, the battle here continues.

The crimson flying sword was shot down by lightning, and it was about to pierce into the river at first sight. With a "rumbling" on the surface of the river below, a thick water column rose into the sky, and its speed was also extremely fast, not slower than the red flying sword. Bumped together.

With a "chih", the thick water column was chopped in half, but the scarlet flying sword was also counter-shocked.

The purple-robed feather man's complexion was a little ugly, his sword attacked, but was blocked by a water column, his face was lost, and he stretched out two fingers to face the meteor sword a little bit empty...

The Meteor Sword spun on its own like a wheel, emitting a red light and letting out more suddenly, and then immediately contracted.

The sword light shrank and rose, and countless slender red threads burst out suddenly, covering the tens of feet below it, and it even emitted a piercing scream, which was extremely powerful.

However, the people in Hanoi below did not show weakness. The blue light flashed on the river surface, and then the sound of "chichi" broke through the air. Countless blue light filaments burst out from Hanoi, but they were blue water needles, densely packed. How much, collided with the red sword silk falling all over the sky.

I saw countless large and small light clusters appearing in the air, showing a stalemate for a while.

"This is Thousand Rain Needle Technique! It's just why the power is so great that it can stop the Martial Daoist's Wansi Sword Art!" The generous real person on the boat was surprised.

The young man surnamed Wu didn't feel complacent, and he didn't care to see the girl surnamed Li again, but his expression was a little worried.

The red sword silk is made of sword light. It has an end, and its momentum quickly weakens.

The water needles below are constantly shooting out, instead of failing, they are getting denser and denser, immediately gaining the upper hand, pushing the sword wire back.

"Looking for death!" The purple-robed feather soldier was furious, pinching the jue to retract the flying sword, and his whole body was red.

Groups of red fire clouds flew out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, a fire cloud about ten meters in size was formed, submerging his figure.

A scorching high temperature radiated from the fire cloud, and the dense water needle flew to it, but as soon as it stabbed on the fire cloud, there was a sneer, and the high temperature from the cloud instantly evaporated.

"Good thief, taste my Burning Heaven Dafa!" The sneer of the purple-robed feather warrior came from the fire cloud, and the fire cloud rolled and rushed down.

But at this moment, a cold snort came from underwater, containing a trace of anger, and the surrounding void thundered, and an overwhelming water element force gathered from all directions.

The water element in the void around the fire cloud was instantly as strong as the substance, and the air in this space also became extremely heavy, a hundred times heavier than the river water, as if instantly transferred from mid-air to the deep sea bottom.

The fire cloud transformed by the purple-robed featherman was imprisoned in the air by this incomparable strength of the water element, unable to move, like a fly in the amber.

With a loud "bang", a water column several feet thick suddenly rose from the river, swept across all directions like an angry dragon, and instantly rushed into the sky of several tens of feet, hitting the fire cloud fiercely.

With a sound, the fire cloud over ten meters in size was like a small flame, which was instantly washed out by the water column and completely disappeared. The hot high temperature in the cloud was also easily swept away.

The figure of the purple-robed featherman emerged, was shaken out, and blood spurted from his mouth.

When everyone on board saw this scene, their expressions were shocked. Only the national teacher and Taoist man with a smile seemed to have known the result.

A white light shot out from the painting boat, supporting the body of the purple-robed Yushi, and then a figure appeared, it was the generous real person.

"Buddhist fellow, are you okay?" Dafang Zhenren asked with concern.

"It's okay." The purple-robed feather soldier barely held his expression, but the panic in his eyes could not be concealed anyway.

Until this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and the monk at the bottom of the river. The man's manipulation of the power of the water element had reached an incredible level, far beyond his imagination. Just now the other party has been merciful and merciless, Ruo Na People want to kill him, he has died at least ten times.

"Which expert is here, please come out and see you!" Dafang Zhenren looked at the look of the purple-robed feather man in his eyes, and his heart was stunned. Then he looked towards the river below and shouted.

But the voice fell for a long time, and there was no movement on the river below, and no one appeared.

Dafang Zhenren gritted his teeth slightly, pointed his finger a little, and dozens of white lasers shot out and hit the river.

Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen thick water columns burst on the surface of the river, and water splashed everywhere, but there was still no movement at the bottom of the river.

"It seems that the monk has already left, but it is a pity that such an expert could not get acquainted with him." On the painted boat, the golden-crowned young man sighed with regret.

"His Royal Highness, don't regret it, you are destined with this person, and there will be a goodbye in the future." The Taoist teacher said with a smile.

"The national teacher sees the identity of this person?" Jinguan youth twitched his eyebrows.

"Don't tell, don't tell, your highness will know when the time comes." The Taoist priest waved his hand again and again, and then shut his mouth and stopped talking.

The Jinguan Youth is very respectful to the teachers and Taoists, and it is hard to ask any more.

The other people on the ship are descendants of the noble officials of the imperial court. They also met some immortal cultivators on weekdays, but they still rarely see such fierce battles. At this moment, they are excited and discussing the fight just now.

The girl surnamed Li stared at the river in the distance with a strange expression.

"Sister Nineteen, what's wrong with you?" Jinguan Youth asked.

"It's okay, but I was a little shocked to see the two seniors fighting." The girl surnamed Li hurriedly shook her head.

"It's okay." The Golden Crown Youth sighed.

"How can the cold snort of the man at the bottom of the river just now feel familiar? Could it be that I have met him before?" The girl surnamed Li secretly asked.

The purple-robed feather warrior and the Dafang Zhenren flew back, with a face full of shame and self-confidence, asking for punishment.

The young man with the Golden Crown did not pursue it, let the purple-robed featherman go down to rest, and then led everyone back to the cabin.

Others are still excitedly discussing the origins of the expert in Hedi. Two sons of noble officials even proposed the idea of ​​apprenticeship.

...

At this moment, the expert at the bottom of the river is already dozens of miles away.

Shen Luozheng put on a green shirt, standing on the pure Yang sword embryo, flying his sword.

His eyes were brilliant and he looked extremely energetic, with a powerful aura rolling over his body, and he reached the level of the soul-condensing stage.

With the blessing of dream experience and the assistance of ghost raising mystery, he spent a few months and finally broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and reached the realm of the soul-condensing stage.

It's just that after he breaks through the realm, he needs to spend some time to stabilize his cultivation, and then he has a slight deal with the monk. Fortunately, he hasn't shown up, so he doesn't have to worry about revealing his identity.

In fact, his cultivation level is still not completely stable, otherwise the aura around his body will not surge like this, and it will take some time to slowly adapt.

It's just that this kind of gentle cultivation requires a stable environment. After thinking about it, he decided to return to Chang'an City.

Now that his strength has greatly increased, and there are many magical implements and talisman beside him, he doesn't need to worry too much about Jubaotang.