Chapter 2277 The Witch of Heaven

The old man in white had very bright eyes, as vast as the sea and as deep as stars. The first thing he saw was attracted to him, and it was difficult to remove his eyes.

Song Qingshu's heart was trembling. He could already feel a spiritual invasion and instantly understood that this person was the four censors mentioned by Zhao Min before, and also one of the four major households, Wusun.

Last night, Zhao Min warned him that Mr. Wusun had the ability to communicate with the gods in his dreams, and could also kill the enemy of Temuzhen silently in his dreams. He sneered at that time, but when he saw it today, he immediately understood that Mr. Wusun's mental power was very terrifying. He should have specially practiced the method of spiritual attack. With his ability, he left people with spiritual hints. It is indeed not difficult to erase the other person's consciousness in his dreams. In addition, most people are superstitious and ignorant. Everyone passed on their word of mouth, which formed the mysterious image of Mr. Wusun's current mysterious image of the man.

Feeling the other party's spiritual invasion, Song Qingshu thought about the other party's carelessness for a moment, not knowing his true identity, nor knowing that he was also a master in this field. As long as he suddenly took action, he would probably wipe out his soul instantly.

You should know that with the mental power shown by this old man Wusun, Song Qingshu thought that if there was a fair showdown, he would not be sure to beat him in this regard. If he did not attack this time, he would probably not have such a good opportunity in the future.

However, looking at the Mongolian masters in the hall, Song Qingshu finally gave up this tempting idea and answered: Fu Cailin's swordsmanship is already magical. When I face him, I had the upper hand a moment ago. I felt that both the sword intention and the momentum had reached its peak, and I could split him in half the next moment. But at this moment, the tip of the other party's sword suddenly appeared in front of my throat... No, it should be said that it was more like I took the initiative to hit the tip of his sword.

Song Qingshu originally wanted to say something randomly and mislead Temujin, but so many top masters on the field were very clear about the martial arts level of the Shuiyue Sect. If it weren't for the reasonable defeat, they would definitely doubt it. What's more, Hulagu witnessed it from the side, and hesitated for a while and repeated the situation that night.

Take the initiative to hit the tip of the sword?Temujin was thinking, with a little confused expression.

Old Man Wusun was a little surprised that the other party had recovered from his mental influence so easily. However, after thinking, the Shuiyue Sect was a master of Khan's command after all, and the warriors in Japan often meditated and so on. It was normal that the mental power was higher than that of ordinary people.

What do you think?Temujin looked at the people beside him.

Song Qingshu noticed these people when he came in just now. Apart from Temujin, these people had the highest martial arts skills. One of them looked beautiful and did not look like middle-aged people. They had a flat head and a monk's robe. They were obviously from Tantric Buddhism. The only one who came from Tantric Buddhism under Mongolia could stand beside Temujin was the imperial teacher Basiba.

Although there was no formal fight, Song Qingshu had roughly estimated that his martial arts skills were much better than those of the King of Golden Wheel. In terms of skills alone, the two may not be that much different, but Basiba's spirit was almost perfect, far from being comparable to those of the King of Golden Wheel who had extreme psychological qualities, so the difference between the two sides would be more obvious than imagined when they really fought.

Another man was wearing yellow clothes, with a long face, whiter and greasy skin than girls, tender and smoother as jade, transparent as snow, and there was no trace of a beard root on his mouth, especially the pair of phoenix eyes were bright, giving people a sense of yin beauty and evil.

The shemale is red!

He is the leader of the three major foreign craftsmen known as the Nian Pity Pill, and his skills are still above the Nian Pity Pill.

I heard him speak out and make a feminine and nice voice: Although I asked myself that I could be slightly better than the Shuiyue Sect, I had to rely on my body skills to seize the initiative.

Basiba on the side also nodded and said: Yes, that Fu Cailin actually asked the Shuiyue Sect to use his sword skills to the extreme before taking action, and as a result, he easily defeated him, which really made me puzzled.

At this time, another monk next to him stood up and shouted: I don’t believe that anyone in the world can defeat the Shuiyue Sect with one move. Could it be that you deliberately exaggerated the crime of escaping in the face of the battle and described the enemy much more powerful than you actually did.

The other party stared at Song Qingshu straight, and Song Qingshu also looked at him. He saw that he was majestic, with white beards and eyebrows, wearing a lama robe with red outside and yellow inside. His message immediately popped up in his mind. He was known as the three major craftsmen outside the territory, together with Li Chi Mèi and Nian Pity Dan.

The Red Sun Dharma King and the Shuiyue Sect had a brief fight. They admired each other's martial arts and consciously had the same cultivation skills. If the Shuiyue Sect was defeated by Fu Cailin with one move when he took the lead, wouldn't it mean that he was also not the enemy of Fu Cailin's move?

This is completely unacceptable to him, who has always been arrogant and arrogant. At the same time, he does not believe from the bottom of his heart that there is really someone's martial arts ability to be so high.

The words of the Red Sun Dharma King attracted a group of people around him to look at the Shuiyue Sect, either gloating or secretly despising them. Because these words are reasonable, many people believe that the Shuiyue Sect said so in order to reduce the guilt.

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: The Sixth Prince was also present at that time, and he also witnessed the other party taking action. Do I tell lies? You will know if you ask.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Hulagu had to answer: That is indeed not like the martial arts in the world, and I couldn't tell how he could do it even if I watched it.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn. There were those who beat Hulagu in the field, but they also knew that Hulagu was also a top master, and he could not see the tricks of him and the Shuiyue Sect. You can imagine how powerful Fu Cailin's martial arts are.

At this time, Temushi spoke: Kuokuochuo, what do you think?

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on a person in a seat next to the throne. The man was wearing a hat full of bright feathers on his head, and there were many hanging colorful strips of cloth on his robe, mixed with many chains made of jewelry and bones. He felt an extra strange feeling. A golden mask covered his entire face, adding to his mystery.

Song Qingshu's heart was shocked. This person's characteristics were so obvious that he knew that he was the leader of the Shamanism and Tongtian Witch!

Hearing Temujin's culture, Tongtian Wu replied in a muffled voice: It is easy to judge Fu Cailin's martial arts cultivation, just try to get better at Shuiyue Sect.

As soon as the last word was finished, he had already appeared in front of Song Qingshu and covered his head with a palm. At this moment, the air around him seemed to be sucked away, and his palm was like a black hole, full of destruction and domination.