Dafeng's Night Squad - Chapter 1346
Chapter 1346: Rain master (1)
Translator: 549690339
“The distance between you and me is less than ten feet.”
The Shura metal monk lowered his head and examined the small man in white. The man’s height only reached his chest.
“Other than the demons, in the third stage realm, any system that is within three meters of a martial artist will die without a doubt.” He looked disdainfully at the white-robed sorcerer, and his thick lips curled up.
At this distance, even if the other party wanted to teleport away, he could interrupt it in advance.
As for protective magical equipment, in the eyes of a third grade Vajra, other than a few carved on the city wall, he could not break the city’s protective formation formed by countless small interlocking formations.
The formations engraved on the magical artifacts were limited by their size and material, so they could not block his Iron Fists.
Even if it was a magic treasure like the stupa Pagoda, it was too late.
“Or are you giving the Buddhist sect a hostage in exchange for the emotionless Arhat?”
The moment he said this, the Asura Vajra’s fan-like hand came down from above and covered sun Xuanji’s head.
Weng ~
The dark golden hand smacked on the Qi boundary, and the air vibrated with an ear-piercing sound.
Dufan Vajra’s expression changed as he felt his palm being blocked.
At this moment, he felt as if he was against heaven and earth, and the world was rejecting him.
Sun Xuanji did not move. He looked up at him and said concisely, ”
“Get lost!”
He reached out his palm and placed it on the chest of the Vajra. There was a pause for about a second, and then, with a loud “dang “, the Vajra bounced out like a cannonball in the ripples of the explosion.
Along the way, they crashed through countless trees and cleared a ‘vacuum’ in the dense forest.
By the time he steadied himself, he had already been sent flying off the mountain peak. He was floating in the air, and beneath his feet was an abyss.
The arena was deathly silent, and the spectators from both sides seemed to have lost the ability to express themselves.
The sorcerers of the Directorate of Celestials were actually so powerful …
As expected of the person from the Directorate of Celestials, as expected of the second disciple of the director, he was so terrifying …
Fu Jingmen and the rest of the martial artists were full of praise. To be honest, they did not pay much attention to the “second disciple of the supervision division” that Cao Qingyang had mentioned.
He didn’t even know much about it. He didn’t know his cultivation level, had no battle records, and was a Warlock who couldn’t even fight in close combat. How useful could he be?
It was not as dazzling as Xu yinluo’s name.
However, the scene in front of them made them realize that this white-robed sorcerer was terrifyingly powerful.
A simple palm strike had forced back the Vajra of the Buddhist sect.
And this Vajra had just vented his violence and displayed his power.
Liu Hongmian’s mouth was about to form an ” O ” shape. After joining Hidden Dragon City, she had dealt with warlocks quite a few times. The little girl in the team was also a Warlock.
She knew that warlocks had weak bodies and relied on the magic weapons they refined as if they were free to attack. They were invincible with their fancy formations.
If a Warlock and a warrior were to fight hand-to-hand, it would be like lighting a lantern in the toilet-looking for shit.
Could it be that the body of a Warlock after the third stage would undergo a tremendous change, so great that it was enough to go head to head with a third stage martial artist?
White Tiger, joy-begging, dan Xiang, and the others all had similar expressions.
The two Buddhist disciples, Jingxin and Jingyuan, frowned. They could not see through the mystery.
Wind-riding boat.
Ji Xuan turned his head and looked at Xu yuanshuang. “A girl?”
Xu yuanshuang’s eyes narrowed as she looked at Dongfang Wanrong and said in a low voice, ”
“Senior Nalan’s eyes are like a torch, the terrain of Quanrong mountain has indeed changed.”
She turned to look at Ji Xuan and explained,
sun Xuanji used the Quanrong mountain as the foundation to inscribe a formation. Now, the entire Quanrong mountain’s power is under his control.
She was a newly promoted gold cultivator and was still far from being a fourth-grade array master, so she did not immediately notice the changes in the Feng Shui of Quanrong mountain. It was only when sun Xuanji made his move that she noticed a thing or two.
He suddenly understood Dongfang Wanrong’s words not long ago.
“Is the power of the Quanrong mountain’s earth vein that strong?” Ji Xuan’s brows furrowed.
Xu yuanshuang hummed in acknowledgment, her little face serious.
“Quanrong mountain is a famous mountain in the Jian province, and it is ranked ninth among the Blessed lands in the Central Plains. It is said that the ancestors of the heavenly sect originally planned to build the sect on Quanrong mountain and subdue Quanrong as the divine beast to protect the sect.
it is hard to tell if this legend is true or false, but it is enough to prove that Quanrong mountain is a rare paradise, and not an ordinary mountain range.
Ji Xuan came to a sudden realization and said in a deep voice,
no wonder sun Xuanji didn’t show himself. He was setting up a formation in the dark.
Based on what he saw, Ji Xuan recalled what the Imperial advisor had said to them a long time ago.
“In the Central Plains, you can go wherever you want. The entire Central Plains was in his pocket. What I’m going to do is to make it mine.”
He didn’t think too much about it at that time, but now he was suddenly enlightened.
“When many systems are at the lower ranks, they will lay the foundation for the higher ranks, or they might even be an upgraded version of the higher ranks.
Ji Xuan vaguely realized that the technique used by sun Xuanji to control the power of mountains and rivers might be hiding the most profound secrets of warlocks.
“This is not your power! You were setting up a formation just now!”
The Asura Vajra stood in the air and tried to return to the mountain, but the Quanrong mountain had ” closed ” its gate. Every time he tried to descend, he would be blocked by the Qi world.
As The Guardian Vajra of the Buddhist sect, he understood warlocks very well and made a clear judgment of the current situation.
Sun Xuanji didn’t speak and looked at him in silence.
“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
The Asura Vajra seemed to be a little angry.
Sun Xuanji’s lips moved and he squeezed out a word, “”Don’t …”
Then, there was no then.
