novelapdf Chapter 100 Puzzling Questions
Chapter 100 Puzzling Questions
Chapter 100 Puzzling Questions
"The Void Palm! The small Yunming Temple actually has a master in charge. It seems that your sect has already set a trap for us."
Turinko was also having a bad time.
"May I ask which of the six wheels of the Zoroastrian Church you are?"
Zoroastrianism has a strict hierarchy.
The white robe with blue flame patterns on the sleeves indicates that he is already at the level of a Wheel Master.
If we only consider internal strength, the two are evenly matched; the key to victory lies in their techniques and experience in combat.
Fortunately, the Penglai Azure Sea Wave Control Palm is no less powerful than the Fire Worship Sect's Void Palm.
"Important people often have bad memories." The old man chuckled maliciously. "In the battle of Fuchuan Mountain, I wiped out more than fifty people from your Penglai. Didn't that little fellow who escaped back tell you?"
"Fuchuan Mountain was just a minor punishment to warn you, but I didn't expect you to have the audacity to come knocking on our door."
"This matter will not be left unresolved; you should all be kept here."
He took another step forward as he spoke.
Du Lingzi remained silent for two breaths, filled with doubt.
A Zoroastrian master, no less skilled than him, appeared at Dayunming Temple.
The news about the Qingyuan Society is false!
And damn it!
How could the Lord of the Wheel, whose status is second only to the leader of the Fire Worship Cult and the Left and Right Envoys, appear at the Great Cloud Temple?
Her thoughts raced, and Du Lingzi had no time to respond to his harsh words.
Zhen Quan was furious.
In the face of the enemy, Du Lingzi dared to be distracted, which was clearly a sign of contempt.
Without another word, he lunged at Turinko.
Both had their own strengths, and for a time it was difficult to determine a winner.
The Zoroastrian Church, Penglai, and the Rising Sun Gang each believed they could easily wipe out the others.
however.
After a brief fight, they realized that there were quite a few of them.
The Fire Worshiping Cult not only deployed most of its followers to the Cloud Water Wheel Cult, but also brought in the forces of the Crimson Gold Wheel and the Black Stone Altar Cult, while Penglai received assistance from the Beggar Clan.
Currently, neither side can suppress the other in one fell swoop, and they can only fight to the death at Dayunming Temple.
If the stalemate continues, whoever wins will suffer heavy losses.
The only quick way to determine the winner is to see which team has more skilled players.
"Chief Tian, kill this man first!"
Turinko was a seasoned veteran; he heard him shout in the darkness!
Tian Hongxu charged out from the crowd and joined forces to attack Zhen Quan.
This immediately shifted the battle lines of the Great Yunming Temple, like grabbing one end of a balance and throwing it to the other.
Zhen Quan suddenly faced increased pressure from two opponents, and after entangled with them all the way, he jumped out of Dayunming Temple!
Many believers shouted and rushed forward to help.
"Fuck your mother, where do you think you're going?!"
Penglai and the Xuri Gang's men chased after them while cursing loudly.
In this way, they fought their way from inside the temple all the way outside.
The chaotic battle between the two sides resulted in a situation where some pursued and others fled, and some fought alone and others in groups, spreading continuously towards the vicinity of Dayunming Temple!
The three figures moved as fast as the wind, and as soon as they left the temple gate, they were locked in a fierce battle in the mountains and forests.
Du Lingzi's Azure Sea Control Palm, with its gentle strength born from yang, is like the endless waves of the East Sea.
Tian Hongxu's bone-penetrating grappling technique involves close-quarters combat.
The two joined forces and forced Zhen Quan to retreat step by step, putting him in a perilous situation.
Zhen Quan roared repeatedly, unleashing the full power of his Empty Palm technique, barely managing to withstand the attacks of the two.
Just as Zhen Quan was about to give up, a dark figure darted out like a ghost.
A streak of crimson light, accompanied by a sharp whistle, hurtled straight toward Turinzi's vital back!
The attack came suddenly and unexpectedly, carrying intense internal energy, and the sound of it tearing through the air was sharp and piercing.
Turinko felt a chill run down her spine.
At this moment, he was fully engaged in dealing with Zhen Quan, leaving his back wide open. By the time he sensed the gust of wind coming, it was too late to avoid it.
He had no choice but to twist his body and take the blow with his shoulder.
"puff!"
The sacred torch slammed heavily onto his shoulder acupoint, the scorching force instantly penetrating his clothes and burning his skin.
His internal energy surged into his meridians like a tidal wave, causing his blood and qi to churn.
Du Lingzi let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
He suffered a real loss this time, and his right arm felt sore, numb, and weak.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhen Quan floated away and flew back to a large rock.
Tian Hongxu and Du Lingzi stood together, the four of them facing each other in pairs.
"It's you!"
Du Lingzi said hatefully to the dark figure, "Hao Yingzong..."
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Bamboo grove on the west side of Dayunming Temple.
Bu Qin and Ding Yang of the Rising Sun Gang are engaged in a fierce battle with Lang Yifan, the leader of the Black Stone Altar under the command of Chi Jinlun of the Fire Worship Cult.
Both Bu Qin and his companion wielded knives, with Lang Yifan being particularly adept at using a pair of flying maces.
These three are all seasoned veterans, with rich combat experience, and every move they make is aimed at vital points!
After all, it was one against two, and Lang Yifan initially had plenty of energy left.
Bu Qin and his companion worked together seamlessly, complementing each other in offense and defense, and managed to hold him off.
But as time went on, Lang Yifan's internal energy was greatly depleted, and he gradually became unable to hold on. His wounds increased, and he began to consider escaping.
Sudden.
More than ten people emerged from outside the bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves blocked out the night sky, and the moonlight could not penetrate, so all that could be seen were people in black.
The three were greatly surprised.
But when he heard someone on the other side suddenly shout, "Avenge Master Jiang!", Lang Yifan was immediately overjoyed!
Because the Zoroastrian sect was originally a mixture of two groups.
There were followers of the Fubo Altar and Xilu Altar under the command of Yunshuilun, as well as followers of the Chijinlun Black Stone Altar brought by Langyifan.
How could they possibly become familiar with everyone under each other's command in just a few days?
He assumed they were ambushers arranged by Hao Lunzhu.
"Let's kill them together!"
He shouted excitedly.
"kill!"
As expected, more than ten men in black responded and charged toward the two vice leaders of the Rising Sun Gang.
Bu Qin and Ding Yang panicked and immediately took a big step back, instantly changing from an offensive to a defensive stance!
Lang Yifan's fighting spirit soared, and his pair of flying iron claws became like two man-eating venomous dragons, hooking and pulling.
At this moment, he held nothing back, disregarding the depletion of his internal energy, and forcefully held off the two of them.
Bu Qin and his companion became enraged and unleashed their fury. One thrust forward with his knife, while the other lunged left and slashed horizontally, before turning around to launch a combined attack.
All three began to fight desperately, with more offense than defense, and each sustained injuries.
however.
The "Zoroastrian" men in black had arrived, and the group surrounded and attacked the two.
With a "whoosh!", one of the men in black ducked down, reached out and pulled out a piece of lime from his chest, and used his internal force to blast it out, enveloping them directly.
Bu Qin and Ding Yang's eyes were outside, and instantly everything in front of them was a white gray blur, and they couldn't see anything clearly.
With Lang Yifan unleashing his double claws simultaneously, he killed the two vice leaders of the Rising Sun Gang in just five or six moves!
"Phew~~!"
Lang Yifan let out a long breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Thank goodness the brothers arrived in time! Those Penglai and Xuri Gang deserve to die! They even tried to drag me down with them, those two bastards!"
He had just seen the man in black using lime powder, a common trick used by Zoroastrians.
He had no doubt about the identity of the person who came.
"Brothers, let me treat my wounds. You guys cut off their heads first, and then we'll go support the other brothers."
"Damn it, I didn't expect those stinking beggars from the Beggars' Sect to get involved too. The Wheel Master should ask the Left Envoy to send another troop of men over. Hah!"
Indeed, some people listened to him and went to the body of Bu Qin and the other person.
But Lang Yifan suddenly felt something was off. Why was no one talking?
He was frowning and turning his head to the side.
Sudden.
Beneath the masked face, a cold and aloof gaze met his eyes in the dim jade light.
Then came the sound of wind breaking through the air!
Sword cries out!
"Clang!"
A burst of sword light, the sword shadow with its blade obscured, exploded like fireworks before his eyes!
The Nineteen Forms of Heavenly Mirror Wind Control.
The wind is as swift as light!
"Hiss hiss"
"6~~"
The two blades landed, sinking into the pine forest soil.
Lang Yifan covered his throat with both hands, terrified, and could only stammer and couldn't speak.
His blood dripped onto the iron claws, splattering into tiny droplets of blood that shone with a glaring red hue, carrying with them an unresolved mystery, before he fell backward.
With a flick of his wrist, Gao Yuan sent a spray of blood from the sword to the ground.
As he took the heads off Bu Qin and Ding Yang, he addressed the crowd, "If anyone gets injured, step back immediately. Don't try to show off!"
"If a brother is killed, the body must be taken away with him if possible, to avoid leaving the body behind so that the Zoroastrian Church and Penglai can discover anything."
"Most importantly, take back as many people as we've brought, even the corpses, make sure they're properly buried. Not a single one can be missing!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Especially the phrase, "Give them a proper burial, and make sure none are missing."
In this dangerous world where life is lived on the edge, human life is always cheap and worthless. It is common for people to die in battle in the wilderness and leave no trace of their bodies. Who has ever heard such a resounding promise?
"Rest assured, Your Excellency!"
Someone shouted first, their hoarse voice filled with burning passion.