I Honor

: Magic Mark

The green-robed man comfortably held the oil-paper umbrella in his left hand. Drops of raindrops slid down from the umbrella in strings, like a loose bead curtain, slightly covering his face. Only the pale temples stood out with the vicissitudes of time. .

But at this moment, under the reflection of Wu Hengjian’s sight and other senses, apart from this umbrella, this person, there is nothing else between heaven and earth. Stains, the dark clouds and the long street disappeared at the same time, falling into the void, leaving only darkness.

Boom, boom, boom, Wu Hengjian’s heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, like a drum beating, arousing an indescribable sense of danger.

The green-robed man in front of me is terrifying

extremely scary

Similar thoughts crazily echoed in Wu Hengjian’s mind, and he felt that this was the strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life

It’s not that he has never met a master before, but he has never been hostile. I don’t know if he feels the same way when facing the oppression of a master. The resulting pressure is much stronger.

The blood rushed back to the heart quickly, and was gushed out again. Wu Hengjian faintly felt his hands and feet go weak, and the negative thoughts that he couldn’t resist suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn’t feel the slightest desire to fight.

Does just the suppression of his momentum and heart put him on the verge of failure? Wu Hengjian is also an exterior scene at any rate, with rich experience, and he tries his best to get rid of this influence.

Suddenly, the green-robed figure in his pupils grew rapidly, filling his vision, as if floating in front of him in an instant, and then he held an umbrella in his left hand and stretched forward with his right hand.

This palm is pure white, glistening and radiant, slender and powerful, slashing obliquely like a sword.

With this slash, Wu Hengjian’s senses recovered strangely, the sound of clattering hits his ears, the heavy rain splashing mist hits his eyes, and the wide and long street is covered with a layer of stagnant water. Cleaning the stone slabs and connecting the houses on both sides.

But all this is so slow, the heavy rain is like sticky honey, falling little by little, the water mist is like a dying old man, expanding a little bit, and the interval between the clattering sounds is very long, making people fall asleep.

Slow nature, slow world, slow body and feelings. They were so harmonious that Wu Hengjian couldn’t tell what was wrong at first, but the diagonally slashing right palm maintained a normal speed, making the “slowness” stand out and weird.

Through observation, imitate the palm of Jian 23’s surface qi movement

Of course, it’s just Jiang Zhiwei’s improved and weakened version.

Of course, it’s just superficial.

Obviously it is slow, but it is actually an illusion. The essence is the derived palm technique of “Seven Illusions of Immortality” promoted by Ananda’s core intention of breaking the precepts of saber technique

How could it be like this, how could there be such a palm of Wu Hengjian and slow thinking. It seems that he can only sit and wait for death, watching this palm strike on the top of his head, he feels a sense of danger in his heart, which is really the only time in his life. I feel like the man in green robe in front of me is like a god

After all, he didn’t take it easy, and at the critical moment, he forcibly raised his hands in a gesture of devouring. Opening its mouth, the darkness protrudes and spins rapidly.

Then. He took a deep breath.

Immediately, the energy of heaven and earth, and the power of the palm of the rain, all poured into his mouth, his body, and his hands, as if all rivers were returning to the sea, eloquently.

The rain curtain was torn apart, the strength of the palm was destroyed, and the long street was like a whirlwind, everything was involved, and Wu Hengjian was the core and source of the whirlwind

The hallucination disappeared, and Wu Hengjian could see the sky and the earth clearly, the scattered dark clouds and heavy rain, and also the man in the green robe holding the oil-paper umbrella at the entrance of the alley in the distance. Refined and vicissitudes of life, standing there quietly, it seems that he has not made a move just now.

At this moment, he saw Meng Qi take a leisurely step, and the movement and stillness gave people a wonderful feeling, as if one step beyond the sea of ​​suffering, one step to the other shore, and appeared directly in front of him, with a light palm slap, completely ignoring the swallowing of the whale. potential and the “gloomy” suction that spreads around.

This palm didn’t carry wind, didn’t send out palm strength, and didn’t even move the world, it just fluttered down like a leaf.

But Wu Hengjian’s pupils contracted rapidly, and he couldn’t restrain his senses more than before, because this palm seemed to be opened simply, but in fact he couldn’t grasp the law at all, it seemed to be everywhere, and it seemed to be nowhere, and he didn’t know it at all. How to block, how to defend, how to hide

In the sky and in the world, I am the only one, everywhere and everywhere

Even if he is not a Buddha, Wu Hengjian has tasted the deep Zen contained in the palm, as well as the terrible and depraved filth that kills all things. They are wonderfully connected in Zen, neither the other nor the other. This is not each other

palm and me

When this thought came to his mind, Wu Hengjian was already in despair, feeling even more dangerous than before,And even if he raised his spirits and forcibly shot, he couldn’t stop the palm at all.

simply unstoppable

Suddenly, his face became ferocious, he gritted his teeth, no longer reserved, no longer dared to retain, a dark mark suddenly appeared between his brows, full of depravity, killing, and bloody smell, which washed away the Zen spirit and condensed the devilish energy.

Snapped

The white and powerful palm converged, appeared directly behind many defenses, and hit Wu Hengjian on the forehead with a detached and self-centered attitude, causing his head to bleed, his head was dizzy, and his soul was shaken.

If it weren’t for the protection of the power of the black magic mark, the consequences would be disastrous

Still like this, the dark demon marks have also disappeared, turning into black light, combining with the monstrous demon energy rising from Wu Hengjian’s body, rising from the ground, and fleeing towards the port quickly.

“Huh…” something unexpected happened, Wu Hengjian’s back hand surpassed Meng Qi’s expectation, and it took half a beat before it turned into a Changhong, walked through the rain curtain, and chased after it.

On the long street, the stagnant water washed the stone slabs, and the raindrops fell again, and it quickly returned to its original state. The two location fights did not cause any damage. The power of control and the strangeness of the fight can be seen

Mo Guang fell into the sea silently, dived rapidly, and fled far away at high speed, but the sense of danger in Wu Hengjian’s heart did not diminish at all. It seemed that the man in green robe who looked like a god and demon was only one step away from him, and he would soon be able to escape. Catch up, really like a thorn in the back

The danger was getting closer and stronger, and when Wu Hengjian couldn’t suppress the despair and fear in his heart, he suddenly felt light all over, and that feeling disappeared inexplicably.

He sensed in astonishment, and found that there was a building ship on the surface of the sea not far away, with a height of seven floors, majestic and majestic. There are banners and banners at the front and back, and different characters are written on them:

“East Sea Sword Village”;

“what”

It turned out that he met the He family’s boat in the East China Sea, and Wu Hengjian let out a sigh of relief, feeling very lucky, no wonder that scary green-robed man didn’t dare to chase after him.

At this time, a silk thread with a hook fell in front of his eyes, and he followed it upwards, and he could see an old man with thinning yellow hair standing on the side of the boat, his breath was restrained, without any fluctuation. If you don’t look at him, you won’t realize he’s here.

Seeing that his whereabouts were discovered and there was an extremely terrifying enemy behind him, Wu Hengjian didn’t dare to escape, so he obediently ran up and flew onto the deck.

“Young Master let you in.” The old man with yellow hair said lightly, and continued to catch his own fish.

Wu Hengjian followed the instructions, stepped into the cabin, and saw someone sitting in front of the window.

He even sits. It is also half a head taller than ordinary people, with eyebrows like swords, eyes like pools, and a casual posture. Confidence is in his hands, as if there is nothing in the world that can bother him, and there is no enemy that can make him sleepless.

“I’ve seen Master Shao.” Wu Hengjian knew that the person in front of him was “Invisible Sword” He Jiu.

“What happened in Linhai City, why did you run away in such a hurry?” He Jiu asked bluntly.

Wu Hengjian’s heart skipped a beat. He told the whole story, from his discovery of the strange death of Mr. Yun to the fact that there was a mysterious and terrifying green-robed strong man blocking the way to kill him. He didn’t say a word, maybe it was because he kept his mouth shut. But one cannot help but think otherwise.

He Jiu tapped on the table in front of him lightly, and said in a deep thought: “The two palms of the man in the green robe have mysteries, which are hard to fathom. What clue do you have?”

Wu Hengjian shook his head: “I have never heard of such a strong person.”

He Jiu took out a jade slip with runes and seal characters on it, and asked Wu Hengjian to instill what he saw just now, so that he could identify it based on his breath and appearance.

If it weren’t for this, just thinking about it from the green robes, profound facial features, frosty temples, elegant temperament, vicissitudes of eyes, holding an oiled paper umbrella, there are not ten thousand in the whole world, but eight thousand

Wu Hengjian also wanted to know who the person who did it was, so he inspected it slightly, pasted the jade slip on his forehead, and instilled the image.

He Jiu looked at it, his expression unchanged, threw the jade slip out of the window, and was dragged away by the fishhook.

After a while, an old voice came: “Judging from his breath and appearance, he is the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands from the past.”

“His strength has increased so much that he should not be underestimated.” He Jiu said to himself, with interest, as if he wanted to weigh the current Poison Hand Demon Lord.

Not only is it something that should not be underestimated, it is really like a god like a devil, Wu Hengjian thought to himself, and turned to say: “I have left the leftist way, been chased and killed by evil spirits, and have always been secretive in my whereabouts. I am confident that I will not be intercepted and killed casually. If the Demon Lord can stop it, there must be someone behind him who has tipped off the news.”

“Do you have someone to suspect?” He Jiu asked with a smile.

Wu Hengjian thought about it and replied: “I have met the elders of the Tie family of the Zhu family and the elders of the Yun family in the past few days. They are the most likely to leak the secrets. Shouldn’t have found out”

“Then who knows where you are hiding?” He Jiu still looked confident and calm.

“The thirteenth master of the Yun family, Miss Yun Qi, a head of the local boat gang, he is my best friend, and this is the hiding place arranged by him.” Wu Hengjian did not show favoritism, and told all the people who knew.

He Jiu asked questions slowly to help Wu Hengjian sort out his thoughts.

On the shore of the port, Meng Qi stood in the rainstorm holding an oil-paper umbrella, looking at the boats on the sea from a distance.

“Interesting.” He whispered to himself, turned around, stepped slowly into the rain, and disappeared into the mist.Just now, Wu Hengjian’s last dark demon mark is very similar to the demon lord he saw back then

Although by no means similar, it can be seen that they are of the same strain

Is it rumored that someone who entered the devil’s tomb earlier than himself and Gu Xiaosang, or is there something else hidden?

Originally, Meng Qi didn’t care about the result of this incident, he just wanted to quickly gain trust and approached Dao, but unexpectedly, something related to the devil appeared, which became a bit interesting

s: I’m back, I will make up the third update tomorrow

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