Chapter 34: Dragons Do Not Dwell with Snakes

The great hall.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

Lin Daoqi's expression was solemn, and he didn't say a word, giving people an oppressive feeling of not being angry but prestigious.

Just slightly raising his head, his eyes looked at Wang Dingli.

Wang Dingli's figure was slender, his neck was snow-white, like a goose neck, and his Adam's apple was extremely conspicuous, proving his gender. At this moment, he directly said: "The eight of us have not had much contact beforehand."

"Now that our intentions are the same, we are plotting major events together."

"Naturally, we cannot distinguish high and low based on past achievements; otherwise, it would be unfair to many people."

"We are all martial artists, Jianghu people."

"Let's just decide by martial arts."

"I recommend Brother Lin."

"Who else do you recommend?"

"As long as you are interested, you can also stand out yourself and decide the winner in one battle."

"The winner is the leader, and the loser should not hold any grudges. This is because your skills are not as good."

Wang Dingli finally stared at Chen Weiquan and asked in a deep voice: "What do you think?"

Chen Weiquan said calmly: "Jianghu children naturally have to decide the winner by martial arts."

"I support it."

Lin Daoqi grabbed the saber scabbard and shouted: "Then it's decided."

"Who will come first?"

Lin Daoqi shouted who would come first, but his eyes were already staring at Dou Changsheng, and his purpose was self-evident. He clearly regarded Dou Changsheng as the target.

A broken Righteousness Alliance was completely a grassroots stage.

Eight people, a master who could establish dozens of groups.

Now they actually started fighting because of this, which was a huge joke.

Chen Weiquan kept fanning the flames with ulterior motives, and Lin Daoqi and Wang Dingli had long been colluding, using this Qingyang Spring opening conference as a place for their own fame.

Establishing the Righteousness Alliance and making it widely known.

They didn't expect this Righteousness Alliance to do anything at all; it was entirely to raise their status and obtain fame.

This Lin Daoqi was worthy of being from a great clan. He looked big and thick, but he was really good at how to obtain fame and how to become famous.

Dou Changsheng's brows trembled slightly, and finally he scanned left and right.

He could clearly see that the rest of the people were very interested in the Righteousness Alliance.

This was normal, because among the eight people this time, except for himself, a water product, the rest were all of extraordinary status.

Lin Daoqi was from the Capital Lin Clan, and the family-passed "Wind and Cloud Thirteen Sabers" was a first-class divine technique under heaven. In the past, the Lin family's ancestors used this to obtain the name of Saber Saint.

This was without a prefix, and the gold content was very high.

It could be called a descendant of the Saber Saint.

Chen Weiquan's father held a high position and was an important minister of Northern Jin.

Wang Dingli came from the Cloud Tripod Sect, which was also one of the best great sects in the capital area.

Those who could obtain spots among the rest had no poor family backgrounds.

Especially now, he was still wearing the name of the Xiangzhou Wang Clan.

There were seventy-two Grandmasters on the Dibang, but the eight people here could pull out four or five. This was also very terrifying.

You must know that these seventy-two Grandmasters were to be divided by the four nations, the grasslands, and many small countries.

How many could one country have?

No wonder Daoist Qingyang was angry; this background was fine if it was just one, but together, it was not something they could afford to offend.

Eight people gathered righteousness, and because of this, they had a relationship.

The forces behind each of them began to push, which was enough to become a story for generations.

Such as the Ten Heroes of the Capital, the Eight Wolves of the Grassland, the Seven Heroes of the North, etc.

You have strength, I have family background, everyone gathers together, and this reputation is already up.

Chen Weiquan looked at Dou Changsheng, and Wang Dingli and others also looked at Dou Changsheng. The purpose was self-evident; they had already intended to let Dou Changsheng fight Lin Daoqi.

Dou Changsheng noticed this detail and looked at the Purple Yang Daoist and Red Yang Daoist who were willing to be background boards and had not said a word from beginning to end.

There were more than eight people in the great hall now.

It was just that the rest were Sanyang Sect disciples, so naturally, they couldn't intervene.

Dou Changsheng picked up the wine cup, drank it in one gulp, slowly stood up, looked at Lin Daoqi who had already walked out of the great hall, and walked out of the great hall slowly.

Looking at Lin Daoqi, who had thrown away the scabbard and was holding a long saber.

The saber in Lin Daoqi's hand was thick, and the whole body was pitch black, as if it were flowing like ink.

This was not a mortal weapon, but a sharp weapon.

As the most outstanding disciple of the current Capital Lin Clan, Lin Daoqi was highly regarded, so naturally, he was not short of a sharp weapon.

Dou Changsheng's lips moved, and he spat out three words: "Make your move!"

Lin Daoqi sneered, his dense black beard stood up, and the long saber in his hand was raised high, slashing forward with one saber.

Pitch-black light permeated from the saber body, and strands of light circled the long saber, continuously rotating, like a pitch-black whirlwind.

One slash, like electric light.

The cold saber Qi had already arrived in front of him.

This slash was as fast as thunder.

And after slashing one saber, Lin Daoqi did not stop. He stepped on the bluestone ground, which shattered instantly. Under the shock, he bounced up, and his figure instantly arrived in mid-air.

Looking down from a high position, he slashed down with one saber.

In the whistling sound of strong wind, it formed a unique sound, like the sound of thunder.

This slash was full of absolute power, domineering, and the air was squeezed and collapsed by pure power, forming a near-vacuum zone!

One slash to interfere, the second slash to fiercely slash the enemy.

Lin Daoqi made his move very cautiously. Dou Changsheng's past record made Lin Daoqi not dare to have any negligence.

Dou Changsheng calmly watched this scene. After the guidance of the Divine Marvel Grandmaster, and the time spent rushing to Sanyang Mountain, this was already a long time. For Dou Changsheng, this was enough to complete a transformation.

Infinite Sword Scripture, Ninth Style, Sword Two Hundred Fifty-Eight!

The last three styles of this Primordial Xiantian Zhenjing martial art were killing moves.

Now they had all been mastered by Dou Changsheng. Without any movement, strands of sword Qi had already emerged from Dou Changsheng's body.

Three-foot-long swords, pure and transparent, densely stood in front of Dou Changsheng.

The three-foot-long swords were pure white, spitting out sword light, permeating a sharp aura, arrogant.

After being guided by the Divine Marvel Grandmaster, Dou Changsheng knew that the "Infinite Sword Scripture" martial art did not blindly pursue quantity, but also had to improve quality.

The Hero Sword was a sharp weapon, with its own sharpness attribute. Dou Changsheng accompanied the Hero Sword every day, feeling the aura in it, and finally completed the task of giving the "Infinite Sword Scripture" a sharpness attribute.

Although this was not as good as the Hero Sword, the "Infinite Sword Scripture" was also different from the past.

Whistling.

Pure white three-foot-long swords rushed toward Lin Daoqi.

The astonishing saber light collided with the three-foot-long swords, the saber light continuously shattered, and the three-foot-long swords also continuously disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the saber light was swept away, and the three-foot-long swords did not decrease at all, continuously impacting upward. One three-foot-long sword after another combined together, becoming a "pin" shape, not blindly impacting, but arranging in formation, making its power multiply.

Boom.

A shocking loud noise came out.

Lin Daoqi's saber was domineering, slashing through countless three-foot-long swords.

The long saber was unstoppable, continuously pushing forward.

Dou Changsheng calmly watched this scene. Lin Daoqi's strength was not weak, much stronger than the Zi Wu he saw in the past, plus the sharp weapon in his hand, which made him like a tiger with wings, definitely having the strength of the top hundred of the Human Ranking.

The Ninth Style of the Infinite Sword Scripture did not block it, and Dou Changsheng was not disappointed.

His own realm was low, which was very normal.

But Lin Daoqi could block one strike of the Ninth Style, could he block ten strikes?

The "Five Qi Seal" suddenly opened, one of the five major Qi acupoints opened, and it was completely opened. The Primordial internal Qi that Dou Changsheng had stored suddenly erupted, accompanied by Dou Changsheng's another roar of the Ninth Style of the Infinite Sword Scripture.

Primordial internal Qi was like an erupting volcano, like a bursting river, surging out vast and mighty.

Like mountains and seas, Primordial internal Qi began to continuously turn into sword Qi. One three-foot-long sword after another began to condense crazily. In the blink of an eye, it filled the sky, crazily rushing toward Lin Daoqi, like the Yangtze River, directly drowning Lin Daoqi.

Two thousand five hundred and eighty swords!

This kind of power had a very strong visual impact.

Especially since every sword was three feet long. Just standing in mid-air, it densely occupied a large area, not to mention rushing together.

Extremely shocking.

Watching the sword Qi whistling, with his own strength, filling the sky, as if the square had been turned into a world of swords.

Seeing this scene, no matter who it was, they couldn't help but be silent.

The Millennium Earth Pearl was continuously swallowing and spitting out Primordial internal Qi, and the empty dantian was continuously recovering.

Above the sky, one could hear the sound of roaring.

Lin Daoqi, who jumped up and rushed into the sky, was now easy to go to heaven but difficult to go down.

Saber light flickered, saber Qi crisscrossed, and the power was unparalleled.

But it couldn't defeat the sword Qi. Every time a sword Qi disappeared, it was met with more sword Qi.

The sword Qi was dense, endless, and the resistance of the long saber gradually began to decline, already showing signs of inability to support.

This made Wang Dingli, who was watching the battle, unable to sit still. He couldn't help but step forward, walked out of the great hall, flicked his long sleeves, like a white light, instantly rushed out, and rushed directly toward the sword Qi above the sky.

Dou Changsheng moved his gaze, looked at Wang Dingli, and then looked at Chen Weiquan and others.

The Hero Sword he had been holding in his hand was now directly unsheathed, slashed forward with one sword, and at the same time, a calm voice sounded: "Come together!"

On the Hero Sword, the patterns carved on the blade began to light up continuously as the Primordial internal Qi poured in.

Beautiful lines showed a mysterious aura, and the remaining four closed Qi acupoints also completely opened in an instant. At this moment, Dou Changsheng vented all the Primordial internal Qi in his body without reservation.

The Three Primordials Return Qi Technique operated crazily, controlling the terrifying Primordial internal Qi torrent, and poured it into the Hero Sword.

After the Hero Sword obtained a large amount of Primordial internal Qi, the colorful patterns became even more brilliant.

Tenth Style of the Infinite Sword Scripture!

This sword was better than the blue.

It was Dou Changsheng's peak sword, a sword that exceeded the limits of the Infinite Sword Scripture. Guided by the Divine Marvel Grandmaster, Dou Changsheng experienced many days of comprehension and finally created a sword.

This sword was not just that the sword Qi increased to more than five hundred.

The main change was that these five hundred sword Qi, between illusion and reality, changed infinitely.

False and true, true and false.

The tenth sword was the Illusion Sword.

With more than five hundred sword Qi, it presented more than a thousand sword Qi, among which true and false were all in Dou Changsheng's one thought.

And this time, all four Qi acupoints were opened, and with the Hero Sword's amplification of Primordial internal Qi, this was very terrifying. Heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a world of swords. Everything he saw was densely packed with swords.

As the sword Qi whistled, it turned into a long river of sword Qi, surging toward the great hall vast and mighty.

Whether it was Wang Dingli or Chen Weiquan, at this moment, as long as they were members of the Righteousness Alliance, they were all covered by Dou Changsheng's one sword and were within the attack range.

This sword was Dou Changsheng's strongest strike.

The Infinite Sword Scripture was a Primordial Xiantian Zhenjing martial art. This tenth sword that exceeded the limits naturally broke through the martial arts realm and had already been promoted to a Xuan Tian Mysterious Realm martial art.

Such a martial art could not be called irresistible to Chen Weiquan, who was being attacked.

Chen Weiquan was also a Five Qi Toward Origin Great Accomplishment, a Primordial Xiantian Zhenjing martial artist, mastering a Primordial Mysterious Realm martial art one level higher, which was very normal. But he couldn't stand this sword, which was pushed by very terrifying Primordial internal Qi.

It looked like one sword, but it was actually the sum of ten swords and more.

Dou Changsheng had a number in his heart. If they were all like Chen Weiquan, then this sword would be destined to return without success.

But Chen Weiquan and Lin Daoqi were the two strongest, and the rest were much worse than the two.

Especially now that Chen Weiquan's Seven Injuries Fist was not Great Accomplishment, he was only a Human Ranking edge powerhouse, and Wang Dingli hadn't even reached Five Qi Toward Origin Great Accomplishment, he was just a strong Primordial Realm martial artist.

The glazed tiles were shattered, the great hall was torn and shattered by the sword Qi, and countless fragments swept in all directions, like bullets, roaring into the bluestone, or smashing out mud pits.

Chen Weiquan and others were all swallowed by the sword Qi.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind suddenly arose.

The wind whistled, instantly sweeping away the sword Qi.

One figure after another fell from the wind. Their postures were embarrassed, many of their clothes were torn, blood was dripping, and their clothes were tattered, like beggars.

Wang Dingli was disheveled, spitting blood, and in a sorry state.

Daoist Qingyang didn't know when he had already stood in the collapsed great hall.

Dou Changsheng looked at Daoist Qingyang, who had made a move to save everyone, and the power of the Divine Marvel Grandmaster was clearly displayed.

At that time, Dou Changsheng saw clearly that it was Daoist Qingyang who spat out a breath, blowing away the sword Qi that filled the sky, and resolving this battle.

Chen Weiquan reached out and stroked his cheek, on which there was a sword mark, making his handsome face flawed.

But at this moment, Chen Weiquan couldn't care about all this, just staring at Dou Changsheng with shocked eyes.

There was only one thought in his heart.

How could he be so strong?

Dou Changsheng slowly inserted the Hero Sword into the scabbard and walked toward Daoist Qingyang slowly. When he turned his back to Chen Weiquan and others, his tone was calm: "Dragons do not dwell with snakes."

Finally looking at Daoist Qingyang, he said: "Senior."

"I have been traveling for days, and my body is tired."

"I want to rest."

The five major Qi acupoints were empty, so he had to go cultivate quickly.

After showing off, he had to be honest.

After all, this was the weakest moment. ===== CHAPTER 35 =====