One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

Chapter 341 The purpose of the Orientals?

At this time, a group of disciples had gathered under Longhu Mountain to watch the battle.

Some of the young ones saw their senior brothers looking up at the sky with surprised expressions, so they also looked up, but they couldn't see anything.

Because the speed of the two people fighting in the sky at this time has exceeded the level that can be observed by the human eye.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for strangers with lower cultivation levels to keep up with their eyes. Only a few senior brothers with higher realms can barely see the afterimages of the senior brother and the Wind Demon Blade in the sky.

Feng Demon Blade held the talisman paper and drew a spell at random.

Then I saw several more sickle weasels holding scythes being summoned from around Fuma Blade's body.

Big Brother Zhang Qianhe saw this, stopped in the sky, and stepped on a Kunpeng transformed from spirit energy.

"Why, aren't you competing for speed? Why are you using such despicable methods?"

Feng Moren showed a sinister smile and let out a "give it" laugh.

Then he said to Zhang Qianhe: "Don't you have an old saying in China, which is that soldiers never tire of deceit?"

"Being able to fall into my trap only shows that you people in Longhu Mountain are still too naive."

"You don't really think that we came to Longhu Mountain just to play these boring games with you."

After Zhang Qianhe heard Feng Mo Ren's words, he showed a confused look.

From what he said, they came to Longhu Mountain for another purpose.

But what is it?

Zhang Qianhe was puzzled.

Because in his memory, Longhushan should have never dealt with Japanese people.

There is no way to explain why these Onmyojis targeted Longhu Mountain as soon as they came up.

"What do you mean? What is the purpose of your coming here?"

Zhang Qianhe frowned and asked Feng Demon Blade.

However, Feng Mo Ren still smiled at Zhang Qianhe with a sinister smile and did not explain Zhang Qianhe's question.

Then, I saw him raising his hands high, his eyes full of disdain, and said to Zhang Qianhe:

"You are already a dying person anyway, why do you ask so many questions?"

"Not long after, when my Wind Demon Array is completed, your entire Longhu Mountain will be destroyed by me."

"It will be up to you, Longhu Mountain, to sacrifice the flag for us and become the first announcement of our rule over China."

Zhang Qianhe stood with his head hanging in the sky, the long sleeves of his Taoist robe moving in the wind, while he stood there, looking at the Wind Demon Blade in front of him with an indifferent expression.

"You actually set up a formation in Longhu Mountain? You are really just trying to do what you like. Don't you know that what we are best at as cultivators is the talisman formation?"

A cold light flashed in Feng Mo Ren's eyes, and he said to Zhang Qianhe:
"Then try it, anyway, you already know so much, I will never let you go back alive."

Then the Wind Demon Blade waved his hand, and the surrounding weasels all opened their arms, revealing the sickle-sharp blades under their armpits, and then rolled up a violent hurricane and struck Zhang Qianhe.

Seeing this, Zhang Qianhe drove the Kunpeng under his feet to rush in towards the strong wind created by Kama Weasel.

I saw that his whole body was surrounded by Kunpeng's phantom, and purple lightning flashed all over his body.

Then he punched out, and the Kunpeng on his body followed the wind of the fist and rushed into the strong wind, rushing against it as if entering a no-man's land.

Every time Kunpeng crashed into the wall outside Gangfeng, he would knock down a sickle weasel that formed the formation.

After the downed Kamamaita was thrown to the ground, a burst of smoke immediately erupted from his body, and then disappeared.Gradually, all the sickles and weasels that formed Gang Feng were shot down by Zhang Qianhe's Kun Peng Technique.

The strong wind that swept around them gradually calmed down due to the disappearance of Kamaitachi.

Feng Mo Ren looked at the big purple bird in the sky with some surprise, wondering what kind of technique Zhang Qianhe used.

"Could this thunderbird be your shikigami? Interesting, your shikigami is very powerful and fully qualified to be my enemy."

Zhang Qianhe laughed angrily at Feng Mo Ren's ignorance, and could only explain to him helplessly:
"This is not some shikigami, this is called Kunpeng, but I transformed it using immortal magic."

"Are all you Japanese people like this, making trouble for others without even doing your homework?"

Feng Moren's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Okay, okay, I thought this trip to China would be a bit boring, but now it seems that you are really capable."

"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent who can make me serious."

While speaking, Feng Moren cast out another spell.

"Let you see the great demon that our family has worshiped for generations."

"The art of psychic--Tengu-sama!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds suddenly began to gather in the sky, the wind around him suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be no sound in the whole world.

The Longhushan disciples who were standing below to watch the battle were so oppressed by this sudden sense of oppression that they dared not speak.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and raised their heads to stare at the dark clouds in the sky, as if there were some terrifying monsters hidden in the dark clouds.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was sitting in the hall of Longhushan, saw the vision in the sky in the distance, and guessed that Ganhe might have fought with the onmyoji.

So he frowned.

"Aren't they just competing for speed? Why haven't they come back yet?"

"Moreover, our Longhu Mountain has never had a vision like today. What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Yin Bingwei sitting next to him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Ginbei narrowed his eyes and covered his mouth with a paper folding fan in his hand.

"Master Tian, ​​please don't be so angry. I think Lord Feng Demon is very interested in your apprentice, so he can't help but want to compete with you and is currently competing with your apprentice."

"Isn't it normal for them to have a little friction with each other among young people. Just don't worry, old heavenly master."

Yinbei said slowly.

At the same time, his eyes also looked towards the dark clouds shining with thunder in the distance, with a sinister light shining in his eyes.

In the battlefield, Zhang Qianhe raised his head and looked at the dark clouds hanging over his head, his eyes showing an uneasy expression for the first time.

He has never seen a stranger be able to activate such an exaggerated technique, and it even affects the surrounding environment.

If this happened before, Zhang Qianhe would probably be frightened by such a big scene.

However, since he practiced Kunpeng's method in the environment of his junior brother, and after seeing the huge size of Kunpeng and the vastness of the Immortal Ancient Land, this small scene has no longer stirred up waves in his heart.

Zhang Qianhe's eyes were fixed on a glimmer of light that flickered through the dark clouds.

"Hehehe, accept death, Shina, and see the power of the legendary great demon Tengu!"

(End of this chapter)