Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 86: Destroy and capture Persian

This foreign man from Persia had strange methods, and Qiu Chuji could not figure out his way of attacking and exerting force for a moment. Although he was not afraid of him, it was not a good idea to get entangled with him. Therefore, Qiu Chuji chose to destroy the siege equipment first, and then burn the food and grass.

And this is exactly the purpose of Qiu Chuji's appearance.

In the army formation, Qiu Chuji rushed forward and killed everyone. He only had two hands, two legs and a long mace, so of course he could not kill too many people. But the number of Jin soldiers who could really face him each time was only dozens at most. In the chaos, heavy weapons fell on Qiu Chuji one after another, covering his sight so densely that he had nowhere to hide or avoid.

These weapons hit Qiu Chuji, but other than messing up his clothes, they had no harmful effect at all. Instead, Qiu Chuji rushed forward suddenly, and several people flew out, crashing into the surrounding rocks, vomiting blood and being seriously injured.

The Vajra Indestructible Skill is really suitable for such a battlefield. Before this golden body and golden armor dissipated, ordinary soldiers could not break Qiu Chuji's defense even with the help of the power of galloping horses, and could only be killed by his punch or mace.

On the contrary, Qiu Chuji's long mace can kill anyone who touches it and cripple anyone who touches it. Its powerful, heavy, swift and fierce characteristics can especially be demonstrated on the battlefield. Even the sound-absorbing stone beads in the mace will vibrate continuously after absorbing the internal force, transmitting the vibration force through the iron armor to the inside of the Jin soldiers' bodies, shattering their internal organs.

boom!
As Qiu Chuji's fire power changed, the carriages carrying grain and fodder were set on fire. The aroma of grain in the air began to spread to the entire team like a poison of despair.

The Jin soldiers became even more crazy. They even ignored their comrades who were entangled with Qiu Chuji in front of them, and started to activate the powerful crossbows used for siege, trying to shoot Qiu Chuji to death.

Great idea!

But it is not practical. It is unknown whether the siege crossbow can hurt Qiu Chuji and break his defense limit.

First of all, they have to be able to really lock onto Qiu Chuji, seize the opportunity at that moment, and let the crossbow arrow hit Qiu Chuji.

With Qiu Chuji's current movement speed, even if he was entangled by the Jin soldiers, he could use the Five Elements Mysterious Steps and occasionally mix them with the Light Footsteps, leaving behind pieces of afterimages.

The Jin soldiers fired their crossbows several times, but what they hit was not Qiu Chuji, but the shadow chasing him, as well as several Jin soldiers who were tragically pierced by blood gourds.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the foreign man had indeed taken action again. He was doing the job for money. If he returned empty-handed this time with the army, the reward he could get would naturally be much less.

It would be fine if he didn't make a move, but once he made a move, he activated his potential to the peak.

As top assassins of the Assassins, the internal strength methods they practiced were not for health preservation, but to forcibly activate the latent power in the body and overdraw future strength and vitality. Every attack came at the cost of exhausting the body.

This also allows their attack power to rise to a considerable level in an instant.

In the peripheral vision of Qiu Chuji, a strange white light seemed to be extending along the white line on the horizon, and distorted shadows formed multiple figures in the air.

Not only that, a strange evil smoke spewed out from the sleeves of the foreign man. This evil smoke did not contain much toxin, but it had a very strong vision-blocking effect and could even deceive people's senses.

The originally illusory shadows, protected by the evil smoke, seemed to become real.

In an instant, Qiu Chuji felt as if he was being locked by sharp knives from top to bottom in all directions.

Although he was disgusted, Qiu Chuji knew that there was only one flaw in him that could barely be considered a flaw.

Qiu Chuji deliberately tightened his gluteus maximus to ensure that there was no gap for him to penetrate, but the feeling of being targeted at the "vital points" behind him and being able to be blown up at any time was not a good feeling.

Ignore everything else, turn around and wave your hand, the three flowers gather at the top of your head, and the five qi return to the origin!
With one strike of his palm, it seemed as if he was going to shatter the sky.

Exotic martial arts are very unique, but no matter how unique they are, they can be better than strange ones, but difficult to be better than regular ones.

Qiu Chuji was just like this, using his might to overwhelm others. As long as he didn't seek quick success and act rashly, no matter how many tricks the foreign man had, they would be helpless against him.

After fighting for twenty or thirty moves, Qiu Chuji figured out his opponent's moves and got used to his style of fighting. It was time for a full-scale counterattack.

The evil smoke obscured the vision, and the Emperor's Qi-Seeing Technique was not very effective in this situation. Qiu Chuji's palm strike still did not hit the target, but only forced it back.

When his palm strike missed, Qiu Chuji's internal breath rotated and he gathered his true energy, which flowed through his mouth, chest and abdomen, and circulated, making his palm power not weakened. His upper body rotated and his palm drew an arc in the air.

Roar!
The palm wind tore through the air, like a dragon or a tiger, like thunder in the sky or the cracking of the earth. This palm not only borrowed some energy-recovering methods from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but also borrowed the extreme burst of Toad Skill. The palm power was even more violent than the previous one.

Then another palm, another palm... and another palm!
The palm winds were dense, like tearing apart the sky and clearing away the clouds.

The thick and sticky evil smoke was completely torn into pieces by the surging palm power.

At the same time, the foreign man moved behind Qiu Chuji as if he had teleported. What he held in his hand was no longer a dagger, but a spear that he had snatched from a Jin soldier.

His feet were jumping left and right, which was totally against the balance of human body and the adjustment of bone structure. This made Qiu Chuji's palm strikes when he turned around fail to hit with a lot of force.

Whoosh!
The long mace was pulled back and hit the foreign man from behind with a sudden impact.

He held back the blood that was about to be vomited out, his face flushed, and his body speed increased by three times.

A spear stabbed towards Qiu Chuji's vital point.

Bang!
The long mace hit a mace that fell to the side. The mace jumped up and stabbed the foreign man three inches below his navel from below.

Bang!

The chickens flew away and the eggs were broken, the birds died and the nest was destroyed. Even with the rigorously trained endurance of this foreign man, his eyes bulged out and he let out a helpless whimper.

His originally straight body completely hunched down, and he slowly bent over, still wanting to move forward, still wanting to attack.

Sword energy flew out from his fingertips, piercing his hands and feet, scapula and lungs one after another. Even if his way of exercising was different from that of the martial artists in the Central Plains, it would be impossible for him to move. Qiu Chuji raised two spears and pierced the man's shoulders, pinning him to the ground, and then continued his unfinished "business".

After a cup of tea, all the food and fodder were destroyed, the siege equipment was destroyed, and the generals commanding the team were all killed. Qiu Chuji felt that the true energy from his Vajra Indestructible Art was about to run out, so he picked up the foreign man, turned into a stream of light, and left the battlefield.

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At the foot of Mount Zhongnan, Tonggu, who had been watching the movements on the mountain, received the message from the messenger and his face became extremely ugly.

The plan was discovered, and Qiu Chuji appeared in the team's path.

He messed up the task assigned by Marshal Du.

Although the Marshal Du did not just make one arrangement, and the invasion he was responsible for was not the entire arrangement of the entire strategy, the current failure meant that his future was ruined.

"Hateful Qiu Chuji!"

"And Ouyang Feng, didn't you say to keep an eye on him?"

Tonggu was incapable of rage, but after venting his anger, he blew the horn and led the crowd away in a sober manner.

If I continue to stay here and wait for Qiu Chuji to come, I will be seeking death.

What he didn't know was that Qiu Chuji had already used up his current share of Vajra Indestructible Power, and using it again would damage his foundation.

These few Jin soldiers are not worth Qiu Chuji's efforts.

Carrying the foreign man back to Mount Zhongnan, at this moment, in the square in front of Chongyang Hall, Qiao Yuanzi, disguised as Qiu Chuji, was still teaching the martial artists a simplified version of the Xiao Zhoutian sword technique.

Just as Qiu Chuji had instructed him, the verbal tasks were left to Huang Yaoshi or Wang Chongyang, and he was only responsible for practicing or teaching them step by step.

Such a friendly attitude helped Qiu Chuji attract a group of fans.

In a room at the back of the palace, Qiu Chuji settled the foreign man, then sent a message to Wang Chongyang and Huang Yaoshi, asking them to gather at the back of the palace.

After explaining the whole thing clearly, both Huang Yaoshi and Wang Chongyang broke out in cold sweats.

If Jin Wushu really succeeded in paving the way for them, they would all become sinners for all eternity.

Although it was Qiu Chuji who hosted the Heroes Conference, they were all assistants and could not escape the joint responsibility.

"After the Heroes Conference, I plan to go to Zhongdu in person and take off Jin Wushu's head."

"This matter was originally assigned to Ouyang Feng, but he turned against us, which made this guy's life more comfortable." A cold light flashed in Qiu Chuji's eyes.

"Okay! I will go with you then!" said Wang Chongyang.

Qiu Chuji shook his head: "No need to do that, I am enough!"

"Master still needs to stay in Quanzhen Sect and strengthen our sect while monitoring the movements of the Jin people. We must not let what happened today happen again."

Wang Chongyang nodded: "I will arrange for people to stand guard in various places in a while. If there is any unusual movement, the arrows will be fired as a signal!"

"We need to arrange for someone to notify the Song Dynasty border guards and have them step up their alert. Since Jin Wushu has already reignited the war, it can't be stopped by just my actions."

"As for the situation in the world as a whole, there is very little we can do as just a few of us," said Qiu Chuji.

Wang Chongyang said: "That's right!"

As he spoke, he was also worried.

Qiu Chuji changed the subject: "By the way, Master, can you speak Persian?"

"I have captured an assassin from Persia. Some of his methods are very different from those of the Central Plains martial arts. Perhaps the Jin people will invite some masters from farther away to help us. We need to have a good understanding of them and be on guard first."

"Persian! I really don't know it, but... your uncle Lin knows a little bit." Wang Chongyang said.

In her early years, Lin Chaoying traveled around the country with her father and visited many places. She had a good talent for languages ​​and could speak many languages.

Persian is also among them.

"Then please, Master, invite Uncle Lin over!" Qiu Chuji said with a smile.

Wang Chongyang glanced at his disciple, but he could only walk towards the front hall.

After Wang Chongyang had gone far away, Huang Yaoshi asked, "Why didn't you ask me if I could speak Persian?"

Qiu Chuji said: "Brother Huang is a scholar, I think he can do it."

"But we must have the heart to help others achieve their goals, Brother Huang, do you agree?"

Huang Yaoshi nodded when he heard this: "That's right! I really don't speak Persian!"

(End of this chapter)