usatvline Chapter 131 The Plan Begins, the Fish Takes the Bait
Chapter 131 The Plan Begins, the Fish Takes the Bait
Having made preparations, the two immediately began to implement their specific plans.
Ling Feng told the three little ones to retreat a bit before he began his battle with Pu Zhi.
At first, the two were just sparring, since it's impossible for anyone to start a major battle by immediately unleashing a powerful attack, and Ling Feng also wanted to see the magic of this world.
You won’t know if you don’t try, but you’ll be shocked if you try.
Even the ordinary spells that Puzhi used were, in Ling Feng's eyes, capable of destroying the world.
While the martial arts moves he displayed were incredibly powerful even in the world of martial arts, in this world of immortals and heroes, although their power was increased, they were still clearly inferior to Puzhi's magic.
After witnessing several spells, Ling Feng quickly began to unleash his own powerful moves.
After all, if he waited any longer, he feared he would be defeated before he could even use his ultimate move.
As soon as Ling Feng began to use the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique, swords within a five-kilometer radius were summoned.
These sword-like weapons flew into the air and then slowly drifted towards Ling Feng.
Of course, the vast majority of these flying swords came from the Qingyun Sect.
The Qingyun Sect is divided into seven branches, each occupying a mountain peak.
When Ling Feng unleashed the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin technique, the most severely damaged area was Feng Huifeng, which was located right next to Caomiao Village.
Most of the disciples under Feng Hui Peak who used sword-type weapons were summoned away.
The remaining reason was that the flying sword's owner was so powerful that he was able to suppress the restless flying sword.
Such a commotion naturally attracted the attention of the higher-ups of the Qingyun Sect.
Zeng Shuchang, the chief of Feng Hui Peak, immediately followed the flying sword and chased after it.
As he flew, he looked at the overwhelming array of flying swords ahead, his heart filled with shock and doubt.
He had never seen such a large-scale array of flying swords, nor did he know who could unleash such powerful magic.
"Could it be the sect leader, senior brother?"
Zeng Shuchang secretly guessed, but then dismissed the idea.
Although the sect leader has profound cultivation, he doesn't usually make such a big commotion easily.
Who exactly was it? Zeng Shuchang was extremely anxious and wanted to find out the truth as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, the chiefs of the other mountain peaks also noticed the anomaly.
They all looked towards the direction of Feng Hui Peak, their faces showing shock.
"How is this going?"
"Why are so many flying swords heading towards Feng Hui Peak?"
Everyone had their own guesses, filled with curiosity and worry.
However, due to the immense commotion at Feng Hui Peak, they were unable to determine the specific situation immediately.
Therefore, they sent disciples to Feng Hui Peak to investigate the situation and strengthen the defenses of their respective peaks.
Five kilometers is but a fleeting moment for a flying sword traveling at incredible speed.
Therefore, in just a short while, all the flying swords summoned by Ling Feng had gathered above Ling Feng's head and began to hover.
From a distance, these flying swords looked like they were brewing a huge storm, and Ling Feng was at the heart of this storm.
Zeng Shuchang, who was following closely behind the flying sword, happened to see this scene and his face immediately showed a look of shock.
At this moment, after Ling Feng had cultivated this move to its peak, he reminded Pu Zhi in front of him:
"Master, please be careful! I haven't used this move in a long time."
Upon hearing this, Puzhi stared at the cloud of swords above Ling Feng's head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
However, he quickly regained his composure and replied with a smile:
"Please feel free to perform your procedure, benefactor."
Ling Feng looked at Pu Zhi's calm and composed demeanor and secretly admired him.
Since Puzhi was so confident, Lingfeng no longer hesitated and directly controlled the flying sword to attack Puzhi.
Instantly, the flying swords in the sky, like a group of hungry sharks, pounced on Puzhi.
They darted through the air at high speed, flashing with a cold light that sent chills down one's spine.
Puzhi faced the rain of swords, his expression solemn, but he remained calm.
He took a deep breath, quickly formed hand seals, and chanted incantations.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of golden light emerged from his body, gradually condensing into a solid shield that tightly protected him.
This shield was as solid as an impenetrable wall, radiating a powerful aura.
Seeing this, Ling Feng was not surprised. As a high-ranking monk of Tianyin Temple, Puzhi must have many defensive measures.
But he was not discouraged and continued to command the flying swords to attack.
However, no matter how hard the flying sword tried, it could not break through Puzhi's shield.
The flying sword, embedded in the shield, actually caused ripples to spread across the surface.
As time went by, the number of flying swords hovering in the sky decreased, but Puzhi's shield remained intact.
At this moment, Puzhi's appearance became quite comical; his entire body was covered in flying swords, like a giant hedgehog.
Even after Ling Feng used up all his flying swords, he still couldn't pierce the protective shield that Pu Zhi had created.
Ling Feng immediately stopped and said to Puzhi, who was still a giant hedgehog in front of him:
"Master's protective divine skill is so powerful, I humbly admit defeat."
Upon hearing Ling Feng speak, Pu Zhi knew that he had exhausted his methods and immediately dispelled his protective shield.
As the protective shield disappeared, all the flying swords stuck in it fell to the ground, emitting a metallic clang.
After everything calmed down, Puzhi looked at Lingfeng and smiled:
"Haha, your Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin is not bad either. If your strength were equal to mine, it would not be so easy for me to take this move."
Puzhi was telling the truth; he was indeed somewhat shocked by Ling Feng's move.
Moreover, he couldn't help but be happy, after all, the scene just now was too astonishing, and those who needed to be alerted had already been alerted, so their plan was one step closer to success.
Just then, a sword light flashed, and a figure descended from the sky.
This person was Zeng Shuchang. He was flying in the air on his sword. When he saw the two stop fighting from afar, he quickly flew down.
As a high-ranking monk of Tianyin Temple, Puzhi was naturally familiar to Zeng Shuchang.
So he asked Puzhi directly:
"Master Puzhi, what brings you here and cause such a commotion?"
Puzhi put his hands together in prayer and said:
"Amitabha! I came down from Qingyun Mountain and happened to meet this young friend, so I'll have a little sparring with him here!"
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Ling Feng, his eyes filled with a hint of admiration and expectation.
Zeng Shuchang glanced at Ling Feng, then politely asked him:
"Young hero, you look unfamiliar to me. May I ask where you come from and who your master is?"
Ling Feng didn't mind his blunt question; he already had a prepared answer in mind, so he immediately began to fabricate a story:
“My master, Xiaoyaozi, is a wandering hermit. Half a year ago, I went out to travel alone and was injured and on the verge of death. I was rescued by the villagers of Caomiao Village and recuperated here for half a year before I recovered.”
Ling Feng's words were only half true; even if the Qingyun Sect came to investigate afterward, they would find out about these things.
Uncle Zeng was skeptical when he heard what Ling Feng said, but he didn't investigate further, since Ling Feng hadn't done anything to endanger the Qingyun Sect yet.