Volume 13 Chapter 5: The Confident

I had a few more talks with this little brother. I hope Brother Chu will forgive me for being lazy and Zhuang Meng has a gentle smile and her eyes are full of appreciation for me.

My heart sinks, and Zhuang Meng's words clearly meant to arouse Chu Du's suspicion about me.

Tuobafeng frowned and wanted to speak but stopped. Chu Du said lightly: "The Star Constellation Array of Master Zhuang is indeed magical. Can you and I do it?"

Zhuang Meng said in surprise: "Brother Chu is so proud, don't you want to have a rest? Since that's the case, let's go and fight." His five fingers poked out like hooks, and the ground suddenly grew rapidly halfway through, and they were handed to Chu Du in an instant.

"The star-picking hand, one of the four great arts in Star Valley?" Chu Du's eyes shot a strange light, and did not flash or retreat. His five fingers stirred like flowers in full bloom, and he welcomed him with the secret Taoist technique of butterfly love flowers.

Tuobafeng grabbed me, left the battle circle of two people, and whispered: "He didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

I snorted, "What do you think?"

Tuobafeng looked at me silently: "Zhuang Meng's physiognomy has never been miscalculated. No one he wants to deal with can escape from his palm. Although I don't agree with his meaning, I can't dissuade him. You are careful in the future."

"Future?" I was shocked. Does Zhuang Meng have any future? Listening to Tuobafeng's tone, it seems that Zhuang Meng will not die tonight?

Why is Tuobafeng so confident? Even if he himself faces Chu Du, it is a bit of danger. Although Zhuang Meng's magic is infinite, he has not yet entered the realm of Zhiwei. How can he escape from Chu Du?

The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Why is a dying person still in the mood to ask me about the Gege Witch? He even used the secret Taoist technique to exchange it? Zhuang Meng is not the kind of person who hears the truth in the morning and dies in the evening.

"Papa", the clear sound of interception resounded throughout the valley. Zhuang Meng and Chu Du fought hard for several times, retreated repeatedly, and their buns scattered.

Zhuang Meng is showing weakness! This idea suddenly came up with me. Only idiots can fight Chu Du for magic power. As the third leader of Qingxutian, how could he be stupid?

Chu Du follows like a shadow, rolling towards Zhuang's dream like flowing clouds.

"The stars are scattered." Zhuang Mengqing let out a roar, his fingers scribbling in the air, and starlights crisscrossed into a vast chessboard, trapping Chu Du, as if turning him into a chess piece on the chessboard.

Chu Du jumped up, and his fists struck out in succession, destroying dozens of brilliant starlights, trying to break the plate and rush out. Zhuang Meng Qingling wandered around him, spitting out a cluster of brilliant star lights in his palm, falling around Chu Du. The star lights and star lights intertwined each other, forming a chess game that was ever-changing. Chu Du had just broken the plate and fell into a new chess board. For a moment, he was entangled by the endless chess boards.

"Depending on the situation, Zhuang Meng is consuming the magic power of the old demon Chu." I deliberately shouted loudly, hoping that Chu Du could get rid of the other party. I had a vague premonition that if Zhuang Meng did not die, it would definitely become a major concern for me.

Tuobafeng glared at me with a funny and angrily: "Chu Du spent at least 20% of his mana after breaking through the Star Constellation Formation. If Zhuang Meng could try to consume one more mana, he would have a chance to win."

I said unconvincedly: "Chu Du has already reached the point of unity of energy and spirit. As long as one breath is not destroyed, no matter how much mana is consumed, it will soon recover."

Tuobafeng shook his head: "How could Zhuang Meng give him time to breathe?"

Chu Du leaped through the chessboard and exchanged more than 40 spells in one breath. The transition between spells and spells was smooth without any stagnation. Even so, he still couldn't get out of the trap, and his figure was overwhelmed by the increasingly prosperous starlight.

I was fascinated by the fact that I had a deeper understanding of the word "一" in the secret Taoist art of chess and chess. Once the opponent fell into the chess board, he became a piece on the chess board and struggled in a passive manner. Zhuang Meng, who controls the chess board, can move at every step, freely and change the chess game. If I were three months ago, I would probably have been trapped by the secret Taoist art of chess and chess. But now, with Yitong in the secret Taoist art of chess and chess, or the secret Taoist art of futian, you can escape from the chess board.

Chu Du's body suddenly stood still. In an instant, countless fist shadows roared out, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes curved and sometimes straight, like the roar of the sea, and even the body disappeared into the fist shadows like the stormy waves.

With a huge shock, the ground shook for a while, and the traverse starlight chessboard was shattered by the shadow of fists. Zhuang Meng's face was pale and his steps were staggering.

"Wow, more than two thousand and seven hundred punches!" I gasped: "In just one breath, the old demon Chu actually hit more than two thousand punches."

"You are wrong. There are three thousand fists, no more or less. It just so happens that three thousand fists. Each fist has reached the point of being majestic and simple, turning into magic. But——" Tuobafeng's eyes slowly lit up: "He is now missing another 10% of his magic power."

"Bang", Chu Du's fist did not stop, and used the time difference to switch speed and slow, hit Zhuang Meng's left rib, knocking him out, and blood squirting wildly.

With the ground shrinking into an inch, Chu Du suddenly approached Zhuang Meng and punched him in the chest.

Zhuang Meng did not hide or dodge, and a strange look appeared on her face: "Dou—Zhuan—Heng." The voice full of strange rhythms was like a curse that emerged from the deepest part of the Netherworld Hell.

A strange change suddenly emerged! Xinggu suddenly became dark, full of deep dead energy, and the stars in the sky seemed to have been swallowed up. Chu Du's fist was handed to Zhuang Meng's chest, unable to step further, and was locked up by the dead energy.

In a blink of an eye, the dead air turned into vitality again, and a bunch of brilliant starlight burst out from the 365 wells, like 365 light ropes, with latitude and latitude, locking Chu Du's whole body.

The situation between the two sides suddenly changed, and Zhuang Meng accidentally moved the formation and suppressed Chu Du.

Tuobafeng smiled and said, "The Star Constellation Array is actually a chain formation. One formation is the main life, the other formation is the main life. The life formation is in the brightness, and the death formation is in the darkness. Zhuang Meng did not move the death formation before, and let Chu Du break the birth formation and paralyze the opponent. Then, when Chu Du thinks that the overall situation is settled and his spirit is relaxed, he suddenly moves the death formation and throws out the victory and defeat of the decisive battle."

I was stunned. I didn't expect that Zhuang Meng had only moved half of the star formation before, and left half as a backup plan. This person was not only extremely witty, but also had a deep tolerance. It was so terrible.

Zhuang Meng shook the feather fan in her hand and became as big as a sail. With another trembling, the feather fan expanded rapidly, even covering the night sky.

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"What is this?" I stared at the feather fan, and the fan was faintly surrounded by lightning and thunder, causing a rapid surging airflow, sounding like a howling ghost crying and wolf.

"Huangfu Huangquan Fan." Tuobafeng said: "This huangfu is very evil. I heard that it was tempered by Zhuang Meng with the water of the Huangquan Tianyoushen River."

I was surprised: "Can living people get the water of the Styx?"

"It is said that the three great masters of the northern territory all have this ability. They use the strange and lustful skills of some souls leaving the body to go back and forth to the Huangquantian for a short time. But no one has seen it with his own eyes."

"Some souls left the body." I couldn't help but feel excited. This was undoubtedly a magic trick to control consciousness. If I could understand the mystery of it deeply, it would be of great benefit to me to deal with the dragon butterfly.

With a shout, the wind and clouds changed color. Zhuang Meng held the Yellow Spring Fan in his hand and aimed at Chu Du in a distance. The latter was tightly entangled by 365 light ropes and could not move for the time being. He had to use the water method, and a crystal waterfall cracked in the void to protect Chu Du's whole body.

"Crash", after a fan, the waterfall was broken. Zhuang Meng then another fan, fanning the waterfall backwards and forcibly breaking the water method.

"Okay!" Chu Du was calm and did not see any panic. His eyes flashed with strange spirits. His huge momentum came out of his body and rushed towards the 365 wells like a frenzy.

"Dou turns into ganese!" With Zhuang Meng's low moan, hundreds of wells sprayed out a gloomy death breath. It soared into the sky, reflecting with the stars in the night sky, forming vitality, and the death breath relies on each other, reincarnation, and reincarnation. Not only did it dissolve Chu Du's momentum, it also bounced it out. It made Chu Du's face appear red and his body tremble slightly.

My heart moved. I didn't expect that the secret Taoist technique of scattered chess and spreading can also be used in formations. Zhuang Meng didn't tell me before, so he undoubtedly had a hand.

Zhuang Meng showed a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and the yellow spring fan waved towards Chu Du again.

The void cracked and a dry flower branch emerged.

Flowers bloom and fade, and the wonderful lines keep blooming, sometimes withering and sometimes flourishing. Sometimes they are bright and radiant, full of the magic of soul-sucking spirits, sometimes they become shriveled branches, ordinary.

In just a moment, the flower branches seemed to have undergone countless seasons and had been replaced by thousands of times.

Three hundred and sixty-five star cables broke at the same time, and three hundred and sixty-five wells exploded at the same time. The flower branches were neither slow nor fast, and gently hit the Huangquan fan. Zhuang Meng, who was holding the fan, blew blood from her mouth and flew backwards. She fell into an exploded well.

Tuobafeng sighed to the sky: "Use flowers to bloom to dissolve the scattered dead energy. Use flowers to fade away to melt the scattered vitality. It is really wonderful to use life to die, and use death to live! Zhuang Meng is also considered to be unjust to die."

I rushed to the well and saw that the water waves in the well were turbulent, and Zhuang Meng was already dead.

Chu Du let out a light breath, pulled out a snow-white silk scarf from his arms, and covered his mouth. When he threw away the scarf, a ball of bright red blood was stained with it.

"This is the first time Chu was injured in thousands of years." Chu Du was silent for a moment and walked out of the valley.

"Wait, why can't I find the Huangquan Fan in the well?" I murmured suspiciously. I was still a little worried if I didn't see Zhuang Meng's body.

"This time I have used the flower technique to the limit, and even I can't control my strength." Chu Du didn't look back and floated out of the valley: "No matter what treasure Zhuang Meng took, he was destroyed with him."

I wanted to speak but stopped. Of course I believed in Chu Du's ability, but for some reason, I was always a little nervous. Tuobafeng stared at Chu Du's back in a daze, and there was no clue on his face.

"The next battle is my son." Tuobafeng laughed loudly and strode out of the valley. I hesitated for a moment, then looked into the well and still found no clues.

I hope Zhuang Meng is really dead. Otherwise, a character who almost made Chu Du capsize in the gutter lives in the world and still regards me as an enemy, I will definitely be unable to sleep or eat. I suppressed my uneasy emotions and I followed Tuobafeng's footsteps.

In front of me, a sharp roar of Chu Du came suddenly, echoing in the night sky for a long time. I was shocked and flew away.

Outside the Star Valley, there were about thirty white-robed masked people standing like ghosts, as if they were integrated with Leng Yao's snow light, surrounding Chu Du. At Chu Du's feet, there were also corpses of two white-robed men.

I opened my mouth in horror. I had seen them! In Ye Liubing's dream, it was these white-robed and masked people who forced the dragon butterfly into the underworld!

Tuobafeng was also surprised, thought for a while, and took the initiative to retreat: "Brother Chu, these people have nothing to do with Qingxu Tianjue." He made his clear attitude and would not add any harm to others or help him.

The masked man in the white robe glanced at Tuobafeng and me, and said in a stern voice: "This is a grudge between us and Chu Du. Don't interfere if you have nothing to do with me."

"No one likes to meddle in other people's business." I also withdrew a few feet away. These white-robed masked men were all masters, and Chu Du suffered internal injuries, so it was not impossible to fall into their hands.

Chu Du laughed at the sky and said, "You are worthy of having a grudge with Chu?" The green robe fluttered and flew into the sky. He was not a fool, and he would not be stupid enough to fight with the other party. He was mostly trying to use his flying skills to fight and defeat them one by one.

Dozens of white-robed masked men each flipped over somersaults, colorful clouds emerged under their feet, and they rushed towards Chu Du on the clouds.

Somersault Cloud! Are they from the Auspicious Heaven? I was about to speak, but Tuobafeng made a silent gesture to me.

I shut my mouth knowingly. It is not good to drink the identities of these people, and maybe they will cause murder to silence them. But why did Jixiangtian have to kill Chu Du? They did choose an excellent opportunity to go out at this time. Could this be related to Zhuang Meng?

A strange color appeared on Chu Du's face, and suddenly changed direction in the air and flew away in the distance. The masked man in white robe chased him closely, and the somersault clouds under his feet were radiant, causing the snow to scatter.

Somersault Cloud was called the Crown of Flying by the old lady's master. Du Yuan is better than Yu Taoist Technique and Blowing Breathing Wind. In a few breaths, the masked man in white robe caught up with Chu Du, three layers inside and three layers outside, and surrounded Chu Du from afar. Judging from their locations in the air, it is quite good.

There are many levels, sparse and dense areas. There are many people but not messy.

Qingshan was close to her body, and Chu Du took an incredible sudden action. He calmly stopped in the air, and his eyes flashed with a faint mockery: "I didn't expect that the auspicious sky would be interested in Chu."

The white-robed masked man rushed into the sky without saying a word. Chu Du took a step forward and seemed to be fighting. His body suddenly sank. His foot seemed to be fast and slow, and stepped on the head of a white-robed masked man. His foot immediately turned into a sharp dagger and inserted into the opponent's sky spirit cover.

"I killed one so quickly?" I was shocked and admired. I saw Chu Du's magical style. His aura was like a rainbow, his fists were as fast as thunder, and he killed another person in the blink of an eye.

"This is the most exhausting way to fight. Kill the enemy in an instant. It is very majestic on the surface, but it consumes much more mana than the golf fight." Tuobafeng looked in the air in a stare: "It's a pity that Chu Du has only this choice. The longer the time goes, the more internal injuries he suffered during the final battle with Zhuang Die."

With a clear roar, Chu Du rushed to the west with the sparse number of people. The white-robed masked men immediately divided more than ten people to block the situation. Seeing the two sides confronted each other head-on, Chu Du suddenly retreated, and the arc that seemed to fly to the left suddenly changed direction. The six white-robed masked men rushed straight to the east, causing a group of people who arrived in the west to snatch the empty space.

He punched out with one punch. He was invincible and gave birth to a huge murderous aura like a thousand troops. "Bang", and only a muffled sound was heard. Six white-robed masked men fisted at the same time, exploded with blood. It was the result of the Six Dingjia Demonic Arts being practiced to the extreme and even the shadow of the fist disappeared.

Seeing that there was a gap in front of him, Chu Du did not advance but retreated, and his leg was lifted up in the opposite direction, like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. A white-robed masked man chasing behind him was caught off guard, covering his lower body with screams and falling straight from the sky. Before he could land, a round of pure green fire sprayed down from above, burning him into a ball of coke.

"So bold! So brave!" Tuobafeng looked at Chu Du blankly, with a complicated expression on his face: "It turns out that he is not trying to escape, but wants to wipe out the other party."

After laughing three times, Tuobafeng shouted: "Such injuries and such disadvantages, there is still the momentum of the king's rule! Chu Du, Chu Du, I, Tuobafeng, have never been convinced, and I will say to you today - I am convinced!"

I was so excited that I forgot to be enemies and not friends with Chu Du, and shouted excitedly: "This is the Demon Lord!"

"Boom"! Another punch that was broken, as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting a white-robed masked man with a broken muscles. Chu Du flew in the air with a slight trajectory, changing direction in an instant, repeatedly rushing out of the white-robed masked man, and then turned against each other and turned against each other. Every time he punched, one person would die. Half a shot of incense was left, and there were only more than a dozen white-robed masked man left.

Under the night sky, heavy snow was rising, and no one could touch Chu Du's body.

"Bang", Chu Du's left fist, with a shocking momentum, was steadily taken by the palms of a white-robed masked man. Chu Du's fist immediately turned into a knife, but he expected that the other party's palms also turned into a knife at the same time. A trace of surprise flashed in Chu Du's eyes, and the knife turned back to the gentle five fingers and popped out gracefully.

The other party's palm was like a mirror, and the knife also turned back to his agile fingers at this moment. Yingying popped up, and the attack posture of Butterfly Love Flower's Secret Taoist was imitated by him to the point of being right.
To be continued...