When Yang Chenguang heard the mocking words of Patriarch Jingtian, he was filled with anger. He said angrily: "Evil Taoist! How dare you insult your master like this? I think you are tired of living. You should go home and wet your bed!" After that, he attacked the evil Taoist with the Soul Chasing Stick.
When Patriarch Jingtian saw his opponent coming at him fiercely, he knew that this kid had great skills and could not be taken lightly. Facing the mighty soul-chasing stick, the Patriarch did not dare to neglect it and waved the whisk in his hand to parry and fight back. In an instant, the old man and the child flew into the air and fought together.
The cultivation of this demon is indeed not low, but that is only in the aspect of internal strength and evil magic. However, if the evil magic is not used in a physical fight, the ancestor's kung fu is mediocre. After all, Yang Chenguang is young and energetic, and his martial arts are exquisite. Stick fighting is also a fierce art, and a short stick as high as the eyebrows is wielded by the young man like flying. The short stick is thrown up and down by the martial artist, and the wind and rain cannot penetrate or the water can leak. From a distance, it is like a five-cloud, trapping the old ancestor in green clothes and white hair.
The white-haired old man thought to himself: Even the heavenly soldiers can't do anything to me, so how can the ghost soldiers do anything to me? You are just a child. It seems that there are no people with superb martial arts in the underworld, otherwise why would they let a child fight? Let me play with you first.
Facing Yang Chenguang's flying short stick, the ancestor did not dare to confront him head-on, and could only dodge and move, looking for an opportunity to prepare for a surprise attack. However, Yang Chenguang's exquisite stick skills were deeply influenced by the horse-faced master, so there was no flaw at all. Moreover, this young man had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was a descendant of a famous martial arts family, so his foundation was very deep. Coupled with his natural intelligence and high comprehension, his kung fu was amazing!
The old man found it difficult to win at the moment, so he came up with a treacherous plan and said to Yang Chenguang: "Good grandson! Where did you learn Kung Fu? Now that you have become powerful, you come to rebel and bully your grandfather! It really makes me angry! Look, grandpa will teach you a lesson and spank your buttocks to make you unruly!"
Hearing this, Yang Chenguang was furious and cursed: "You bull-nosed demon, I am your ancestor, how dare you be so unfilial? I will send you to heaven and let you be reborn!"
Wu Yugang was extremely worried when he heard the words between the demon and his brother. He was afraid that his brother would fall into the demon's trap. If he was not careful, he would be attacked by the opponent, and the consequences would be unimaginable. Because when fighting with an opponent, the most fearful thing is to be impatient or angry, which will make you lose your composure and give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of you! But on the battlefield, worrying alone is useless.
Yang Chenguang was enraged by Jingtian, so he stepped back and jumped out of the circle. Then he waved his short stick like a lotus, and a red ball flew out of it, flying towards Jingtian. This sudden burst of earth fire and thunder caught Jingtian off guard. Seeing the fireball flying close, the ancestor dodged in a hurry, and the fireball passed by him.
Ancestor Jingtian, who was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, cursed: "Good grandson! You are so cruel! Let me show you how powerful I am!" He pulled out the Demon Gathering Banner from his back, chanted the mantra, and controlled the monster to attack Yang Chenguang.
When Wu Yugang saw the ancestor take out the magic weapon, he was shocked and held the long sword in his hand, controlling the magic sword to help his brother to prevent his brother from suffering.
At this moment, a man grabbed Wu Yuguang and said loudly: "Wait a minute, there is no need to use a butcher knife to kill a chicken. Let me try it out." Wu Yuguang turned around and saw that the man was the military supervisor Chen Qingzhi.
It happened in a flash. Just when Patriarch Jingtian offered up the demon flag, the ghost soldiers sounded the horn to withdraw their troops and called Yang Chenguang back. At the same time, Chen Qianzhi took out a handkerchief from the brocade bag and offered it up.
The handkerchief was like a mixed sky silk, growing bigger in the wind, and the longitude and latitude on the handkerchief were crisscrossed. It turned out that this was not a handkerchief, but a Go board. This chessboard was extraordinary, with 19 horizontal and vertical lines, 361 intersections, and the stars of the heavenly origin were all arranged, implying the number of 360 longitude and latitude of the Zhoutian. In addition, Chen Qingzhi was pregnant with the essence of heaven and earth, and the sun and moon divine light were carefully crafted, so his magic power was boundless.
Chen Qingzhi recited the immortal formula: "The sky is round and the earth is square, the longitudes and latitudes are the principles of morality, stick to the basics and be feared by all directions." The chessboard rose up and moved towards the strange and evil beasts controlled by Elder Jingtian like a big net, covering the sky and the earth.
It is said that the strange monsters of Patriarch Jingtian should be invincible. The heavenly soldiers were defeated under their attacks. They are very powerful. Moreover, these strange evil beasts are also condensed from Yin Qi, which is the enemy of Yang Qi. It is difficult for people who are not pure Yang to resist them, and there are not many pure Yang people in the heavens, not to mention that there are different levels and superiorities of immortal bodies. Therefore, even the heavenly soldiers find it difficult to resist.
But in front of Chen Qingzhi's chessboard, these evil beasts and monsters were somewhat different. When they charged, they were unstoppable, as if they were dancing with the rivers and swallowing up the earth and the sky. This momentum alone was enough to terrify people and make them lose the desire to fight. But when these monsters came near the chessboard, something strange happened.
Wu Yugang was worried about the monsters coming and thought: What use can a chessboard alone have? But after a closer look, he found that the monsters were shrinking and slowly turning into tiny smoke and dust, condensing towards the black lines and Tianyuan stars on the chessboard. Slowly, these monsters became smaller and smaller, and there were fewer and fewer of them. After a while, the monsters disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the chessboard again, the stars and black lines on it became brighter, black and glittering. And the chessboard seemed to be smoother and more dazzling than before. It was really magical. After reading this, Wu Yugang couldn't help but admire it. On such a wild battlefield, the wild monsters would actually surrender to the hands of a scholar, which was really admirable.
Chen Qianzhi put away the chessboard and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I thought it was some wonderful technique! It turns out to be just some illusion. It may be okay to fool children, but in front of us, it's a bit too much!"
When Patriarch Jingtian saw the monster disappear, he was extremely surprised. I didn't expect that there was such a master in the underworld who broke my spell! How could this be possible! Looking down, there was no trace of the monster on the demon-gathering banner, and it had become a piece of white cloth.
"I'm really pissed! Give me back my beast!" Ancestor Jingtian roared in anger, but he didn't know how to respond. He just shouted angrily.
Chen Qingzhi took Wu Yugang to the front of the battle formation and said to Elder Jingtian: "Master! Nice to meet you! With you here, I can also say I have seen a master! But magic alone is not enough! You have so many soldiers, officers, and disciples here, how about we decide the outcome by fighting!?"
Wu Yugang stood beside Chen Qingzhi and suddenly felt that this person had an extraordinary temperament. His elegance and heroic spirit made it hard to resist. But when he talked to the people of Shushan, it was like an old man teasing a naughty boy. This person was extraordinary. (To be continued)