Chapter 346 (1/2)

The wormwood came out of the water and brought out a few drops of water. Under the reflection of the whale candle, it was like a string of pearls. It bounced from the Artemisia annua. It really broke the fierce wind like a pearl, disappeared silently, and disappeared into the air like raindrops.

ShangBang was the first to bear the brunt. He only felt a drop of water falling on his heart, and then a powerful rush came, so that he could not react at all, so he rose up in the air. His limbs stretched forward, and his body flew back and hit the deck behind him. The upper board several inches thick was impressively broken, and ShangBang collapsed in the fragments and had closed his breath.

At the same time, several disciples of Dongming sect were hit by water drops, flew upside down and fainted on the ground.

In an instant, Shang Ming and others were stunned and turned pale. A mere drop of water could carry the strength of the dragon and elephant. These martial arts are close to the myth, and more people can't figure out what's going on.

But Luo Xuan's movement did not stop. She pulled out the long Artemisia, turned her body, and came to the crowd.

”Kill!”

The disciples of Dongming sect stepped on the array, their feet were full and their footwalls were firm. In the roar, with the ups and downs of the ship in the waves, their martial arts steps echoed each other from afar. They bowed their hands and coordinated their actions and intentions. Several people waved swords like one person and killed Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan felt as if she didn't feel it. The long Artemisia was bent into an arch bridge, three or four meters long. The bamboo rod was like an arm in her hand. It was flexible like a green python. Great power was accumulated between the bends.

This stick is like providence.

The will of heaven is unpredictable, so this staff has no head and no tail, like a green Python sticking out of the green world; The will of heaven cannot be taken away, so this staff should be abundant. If it is sent on the nine days, it will drop down.

Luo Xuan opened her beautiful big eyes and looked at the disciples of Dongming sect rising from the sky. At this moment, Shang Ming saw her eyes as if they were the sky, never ending and without feelings.

”What kind of martial arts is this?” Shang Ming said in panic.

”The book of forgetting love - the first formula 'Providence'!”

Shang Ming said sadly, ”what a providence!” he had no intention of war. If he had looked at her like a woman before, now he had no such mind. He looked at her again as sacred. Only the divine can be in charge of God's will!

But he didn't understand how these people deserve such martial arts. It should be engraved in the sabre sharpening Hall of song que. It should compete with Shi Zhixuan's immortal seal method. It should be at the key of the eight masters of the demon sect. It should be against the sword heart. It should not be used on small pawns like himself.

When Luo Xuan walked past him, the future of the Dongming sect only dared to close his eyes and die.

The middle-aged scholar on the boat in the distance had stood up distracted. His eyes seemed to see a peerless master at the head of the independent river. Of course, it was not Luo Xuan, but the peerless top of the world behind her.

”Dongming sect asked herself that there was no false move, and why should fairies force each other?” Mrs. Dongming came out of the cabin and looked at Luo Xuan. She understood from below that no one on board could stop her, so she had to stand up and try to solve the misunderstanding.

”It has nothing to do with you, but I know that there must be evidence of weapons purchased by the world's door valve aristocratic families and rebel gangs on the account book. I need this evidence as the name of taking refuge in the imperial court.” Luo Xuan said calmly.

Mrs. Dongming was even more puzzled. She was surprised and asked, ”the fairy is incomparable and elegant. She has a noble temperament, such as lotus, such as jade, and like no cannibal fireworks. Why do you want to join in the filth of the imperial court's struggle for power and profit? The world is full of red dust, and the fairy can't get out of the mud without being dyed?”